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.

looked up when he heard my footsteps.

Actually, Emery asked me out for

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

have a lot of things to do, and I can get there myself. Don’t think you should be moving

there?” He raised his

that Emery must’ve been caught up with some

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

I could voice my discontent.

he’d put it that way, I dipped my head, gesturing

put on my coat, took the car keys

her club in Imperial Hotel situated in the

was crazily buzzing. I saw her looking out from the second floor and a bottle of red wine on

here!” She waved. It seemed like she had been here for quite

wine, and got the attention of the waiter. “Excuse me, a cup

In a club? Stop joking, Scarlett.” She laughed,

who she was. He left briskly after taking the

her chin on the back of her hand as she gazed at the girls on the dance floor.

pinch in

sip of the red wine, I looked at her. “Is

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

in a teasing manner. “Have you ever seen parents who insisted on

have parents, and George barely interferes in our affairs. So, no.”

see, life always goes against our will.