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

Chapter 175 

With a sigh of relief, I lay down and got ready to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up earlier than usual.

Ashton had not woken up yet and he was sleeping very soundly. Even then, his sleeping posture was very pleasant to the eyes. His neat and short black hair revealing his classic facial features which were well-defined.

It was the first time that I looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were very long, his lips were tightly closed and the corners of his lips were turned down slightly!

This facial expression was an indication of constant alertness.

It had been said that people who slept with this posture were persistent and insistent on getting their way.

Indeed, Ashton fitted that description.

He had a broad chest, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist. Additionally, his legs were well-proportioned and slender!

His level of alertness was extremely high even when he was sound asleep.

He opened his pitch-black eyes suddenly with not the slightest bit of sleepiness and staring straight at me.

As our eyes met, I was taken aback for a moment but quickly returned to normalcy.

After a while, his tense body relaxed. His eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand. “Come here?”

being caught looking at him

that John brought earlier was still in the yard and it was too big

and brought some in. John was right. They were all fruits from R Province. The tomatoes were not

mangoes were great too. When I was a kid, I always liked to eat that with chili.

she craved for them, so I washed some and packed them for her. After checking the time, I sent

in hospital, I would send them to her

saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas. He was tall and

don’t you sleep in?” It was still early and

cold but there was a compelling air about him. Sure enough, he looked at me for a long

phone and told him plainly, “Later,

voice was raspy. “Cats tend to be irritable and cranky

voice was full of suppressed desire, “Shall we go to

I said nothing

no matter how proper and well-dressed a man might be;

more. His hands moved

If he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen came home, we would be so

As he spoke, he had already picked me up and stepped into the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before putting me on the edge of

not surprised, “Ashton,

low and seductive as he caught my

We did not speak.

the tub for nearly an hour, I lay limp in his arms. He washed me

carried me into the living room and placed me on the sofa before

 good understanding of the saying – A hungry wolf is an

called me quite a few times. While Ashton was in the bathroom, I answered the call, feeling quite tired.

awake?” Hearing the tone of his voice, I realized that he had