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

Ashton continued dragging me with him. Tessa tried to chase after us, but Joseph blocked her.

I was kind of a lazy person by nature. As he half-carried me to his car, the thought of just giving in and following him began to take hold of my mind.

My thoughts petered out for a while as he settled me in his car. Soon, I started feeling uncomfortable.

I leaned heavily into the car seat and shut my eyes, falling into a hazy sleep.

The sound of my phone ringing reached my ears, and I frowned involuntarily. As I patted around weakly for my phone, I heard Ashton speaking to someone. “She’s drunk, and she is asleep.”

Groggily, I opened my eyes. I saw him talking to someone on my phone as he drove with one hand on the steering wheel, his eyes focusing on the road before him.

I made a face at him. How can you just answer someone’s phone without asking for their permission? He mumbled an acknowledgment and hung up a moment later.

my phone beside me and seemed to realize that I was awake. Surprised,

a bit groggy, and my limbs felt like they were made of jelly, but I was

could tell that we were still in A City. He doesn’t have a house in A City, so he’s probably going

“If you’re uncomfortable, just close your eyes

our marriage flooded my brain. I couldn’t help but laugh when I recalled how stubborn and dumb I’d been back then. It had gotten me into a lot of

looked at me. “What are you laughing

didn’t have any grand plans about what to do. I thought that maybe I’d just return to R Province. Spend some time with Grandma in the yard

a shop assistant was good enough for me. I believed that as long as I worked hard enough, I’d be a fitting partner for you one day. When I first joined the company, I got dragged by my supervisor to entertain some guests. He said it was my contribution to the company on account of my low rank. I didn’t want to go at first, but then I thought I would have taken forever to reach a position close enough to you if I rejected him. My tolerance was horrible back then, but I kept forcing myself to drink with those old hats that I barely knew. I was basically chugging drink after

thought that the experience was good in the sense that I could work hard and prove myself in my youth, so I don’t regret it one bit. If I’d stayed at home like a trophy wife, I don’t think I would ever know how it

I’ve never felt more like myself

my head and looked out the car windows. I felt overwhelmed with a sense of failure. I don’t know why I insisted on leaving when I knew

impressed with her credentials. It’s because she’s a spitting image of the old me who