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.

phone beside me and seemed to realize that I was awake. Surprised, he asked gently, “Are you feeling

and my limbs felt like they were made of

I could tell that we were still in A

uncomfortable, just

but laugh when I

frowned slightly and looked at me. “What

any grand plans about what to do. I thought that maybe I’d just

and looked at him out of the corner of my eye. I burst into a fit of self-deprecating laughter as I continued, “I never thought that my Grandma would beg your Grandpa to take me in as your wife. Now it seems like our lives are destined to be entangled together. At first, I thought I’d hit the jackpot, though I couldn’t help but feel that I would never match up to you. That’s why I asked Grandpa to let me work at Fuller Corporation. Even a position as lowly as 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

I thought that the experience was good in the sense that I could work

over the past few years. I’ve never felt more like myself than during those years of building my

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 that

epiphany. When I first met Rachel, I was impressed with her credentials. It’s because she’s a spitting