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?”

slightest embarrassment of being caught looking at him in his sleep.

that John brought earlier was still

I might as well just fill the fruits in a plate and brought some in. John was right. They were all fruits from R Province. The tomatoes were not very big but they tasted

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

that she craved for them, so I washed some and packed them for her.

still in hospital, I would send them to

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

 was still early and there was

eyes seemed cold but there was a compelling air about him. Sure

could not help but remain still. I put down my mobile phone and told him plainly,

from behind and his voice was raspy. “Cats tend to be irritable and cranky when they are feeling unsettled. Humans

voice was full of suppressed desire, “Shall we go

I said nothing

enough, no matter how proper and well-dressed a man might be; he would become a horny ba*tard

held back no more. His hands moved around my waist and explored,

room!” If he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen

picked me up and stepped into the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before putting me on the edge of the bath. He put his arms

was not

voice was low and seductive as he caught my hands and

We did not speak.

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

and placed me

 understanding of the saying – A hungry wolf is

was in the bathroom, I answered the call, feeling quite

Hearing the tone of his voice, I realized that