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.

up when he heard

asked me out for a

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

have a lot of things to do, and I can get there myself. Don’t

So how long will you be there?” He raised his brows, waiting for my

guessed that Emery must’ve been caught up

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

before I could voice my

that way, I dipped my head,

my coat, took the car

her club in Imperial Hotel situated

from the second floor and a bottle of red

seemed like she had been here for quite a

red wine, and got the

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

who she was. He left briskly after taking

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

felt a pinch in my

I took a sip of the red wine, I looked at

days

her eyes slightly shuttered in a teasing manner. “Have you ever seen parents who insisted on living with

parents, and George barely interferes in our affairs. So, no.” Those were my honest two

against our will.