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

It was quite far away, in a neighborhood near the north. Once I got off the car, I called Nora.

The phone rang for quite a while before she picked up. “Babe! Are you here?”

“I’m right downstairs.”

“Okay, give me a second.”

Five minutes later, I saw her limping down the stairs. She seemed rather unkempt in just her pyjamas with her hair simply tied in a messy bun.

She opened the door, and her face broke into a wide grin at the sight of the chrysanthemums in my hands. As she reached out to take them, she asked, “How did you know I liked chrysanthemums?”

What?

I had no idea. If it wasn’t for Armond, I wouldn’t even have thought of it.

At the sight of her happy smile, I couldn’t help but admit, “Armond asked me to buy them. I thought they would be a bit of a bad omen at first, but I saw these pretty pink ones at a flower shop on my way here and bought them.”

She chuckled. “I guess Mr. Murphy is still on his toes when it comes to this stuff. I only mentioned it once, and yet, he remembered. Looks like I might be likely to be marrying Mr. Bachelor in the future, huh?”

After that, she invited me in, and I followed her upstairs. Her house was incredibly messy, which left me a bit speechless. “Quick question – how do you live in a mess like this?”

She stuck the flowers into a random vase and gathered large bunches of messy clothes off the sofa and onto the bed. “I can’t sleep if it’s too tidy.”

was struck speechless

house. It wasn’t very big – it was maybe eight hundred square feet

living alone?”

used to live with another girl, but she moved in

me with narrowed eyes. “Why don’t you move in with me so

said with a nod. “But you need to keep the place much tidier. I might go insane if it’s this messy all

here, it won’t be this messy all the time. I don’t feel like tidying things up when it’s just me here. After all, if everything’s too

It wasn’t as if she wasn’t doing well financially. She had

my freedom as an adult, okay? We

her logic at all. With a shrug, I asked, “How’s your injury?” I couldn’t help but look at her leg

me and replied, “It’s nothing serious. I was wearing heels when I fought with Tessa, so I sprained my ankle. Anyway, what would you

doorbell rang, and she went to open the

we can grab lunch

middle-aged woman stood in the doorway. She seemed completely used to the state of the place and said, “Ms. Oberick, I’m here

woman to do what she had to do. “So, what do you want to

something random. “What about fish? I’ve been

didn’t waste

so we found a restaurant that served fish and chips and

moment we sat down. “Babe, tell

choked on my own spit and looked at her as I coughed. “We were just another arranged marriage. Mr. Bauman was

if she were actually thinking about it. “Are you two planning to go back to K