When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 534

Ashton’s cheeks plumped up when he saw me coming downstairs. He was in the middle of telling Flora the dos and don’ts around the house and with Summer.

“All set?” he asked. I nodded, and we headed out.

Once I got into the car parked in the yard, Ashton carefully placed a box in my hands and started the engine. “This is HiTech’s latest model.”

I staggered before lifting the cover. Inside lay a classy new phone with a diamonds cast gold rim. Quite fashionable, I’d say.

Right, he smashed my phone last night.

I then took it out from the box, gave it a rough scan, and slid it into my purse.

Our journey to Hannah’s place was in absolute silence.

John bought Hannah a villa in South District. It was baroque-inspired, and the yard was a medley of flora. Unfortunately, the deep snow took center stage this season.

John hired two caregivers to take care of Hannah and the baby. He wasn’t home when we got there.

Hannah was still in confinement. She came down to the living room when she heard our car’s rumbling engine coming to a stop.

She was in her warm puffy pajamas and looked rather pale as if she was just done with the delivery.

effort to squeeze out a smile.

so much weight!” I couldn’t help

once the baby’s out,” she

then gestured for us to take a seat and had the caregiver bring us

saw no signs of the child. “Where’s

She then passed me a glass of water. “You know, he’s premature and will need to lounge a

statement, I still felt sorry for

But things got

pole. He would pick up his drink or hang up an

decided to break that drill. “Ashton, I bet that you’ve never seen a one-month-old baby. Why don’t you go upstairs and

me for a bit and nodded before being led up to the second

was out of sight, Hannah asked, “You had a fight,

“No, why?” I denied.

a garish billboard! What made the almighty Mr. Fuller reduced into a gawper, listening to our dull conversation and declining calls from the company? You guys

that considered

head and smiled. Period.

time to go home. As Ashton and I left, I blurted, “Let’s

wrong?” His worried

“Your vasclips.”

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255