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

Roughly an hour later, Ashton was out. He was in his usual poker face.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting.” There was a gentle twitch at the corners of his mouth.

I shook my head and held his hand. “Does it hurt?”

I heard that it’d be awfully painful.

“So what if it does? What are you gonna do?” He gave a cheeky grin.

I closed my eyes and brushed my lips on his. “Will this work?”

Cough! The doctor tried to make his presence felt. “You’ll need to come back for a check-up in a week, and try resuming intercourse only after a month’s time.”

“Thank you, doctor.” It was pretty awkward to be seen smooching. My face was still blushing after saying my thanks.

We lingered at the hospital for another hour till the pain subsided.

It was already nightfall when we got back to the villa. After having dinner with Ashton, Emery called.

“Hey, remember that sandalwood box that I wanted to mail to you? I’ve been swamped, and it slipped off my mind. You free tonight? Let’s grab a drink.” She didn’t sound happy.

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” It didn’t take me long to say yes. Ashton was in his study. He had been warm and sweet recently, but I somehow felt that he had something in the back of his mind.

I went to his study only to see him flipping through a large pile of documents Joseph brought back.

when he heard my footsteps.

asked me out

nodded and closed the folder in front of him. “Right, what’s

do, and I can

there?” He raised his brows, waiting for my

I guessed that Emery must’ve been caught up with

lips. “One hour. Give me the address, and I’ll pick you

in before I could voice my discontent. “You

that way, I dipped my

coat, took the car

and I would be meeting at her club in Imperial Hotel

the club was crazily buzzing. I saw her looking out from the second

She waved. It seemed like she

sat myself down, snatched her glass of red wine, and got the attention of the waiter. “Excuse me,

Stop joking, Scarlett.” She laughed,

waiter obviously knew who she was. He left briskly after taking the

as she gazed at the girls on the dance floor. “Scarlett, I’m

pinch in my

red wine, I looked at her. “Is it about Hunter? Or is

someone’s complaining only after a few days of marriage, these were probably the

you ever seen parents who insisted on living with their son after

I don’t have parents, and George barely interferes in our affairs. So,

see, life always goes against our will. If only