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?”

caught looking at him in his sleep. “You get more sleep.

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

might as well just fill the fruits in a plate and brought some in. John was right. They were

too. When I was a kid, I always liked to eat that

Macy had always said that she craved for them, so I washed

was still in hospital, I would send them to her

some movement from the top of the stairs, I turned around to look and saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas. He

 was still early and there

was a compelling air about him. Sure enough, he looked at me

mobile phone and told him plainly, “Later, I

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

was full of suppressed desire, “Shall we go

I said nothing

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

His hands moved around my waist and explored,

this is the living room!” If he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen came home,

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

not surprised, “Ashton,

was low and seductive as he caught my

We did not speak.

lay limp in his arms. He washed me and dressed me

carried me into the living room and placed me on the sofa before going back to

 good understanding of the saying – A hungry wolf is an

the bathroom, I answered the call, feeling quite tired.

his voice, I realized that he had woken up too early