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

Chapter 420

I walked toward the car and bent down to open the door.

However, I was interrupted before my hand made contact with the cool metal.

“Please, allow me!”

The man’s low, clear voice was familiar to me.

I reflexively lifted my eyes. A wave of astonishment washed over me as recognition clicked in my head. I realized in a split second that the developer in question was none other than Ashton.

Joseph appeared to be taken aback too. He flinched when he met my gaze before withdrawing his hand. He backed away and gestured toward the car. “Please.”

I went rigid. It would be a lie to say that I was unruffled, but the shock only lasted for a brief moment.

I quickly regained my composure and opened the car door with deference.

A pair of polished leather shoes appeared, followed by the man’s slender physique. He stood tall, his gaze shrewd but indifferent.

He glared frostily at Joseph, his imposing voice brimming with displeasure as he spoke, “Joseph, you…” He faltered midsentence. His hands, which were straightening his suit moments ago, froze in midair as if someone had cast a spell on him.

His sudden silence garnered the attention of everyone present, and they peered over with curiosity.

frowned, loathing

himself. The hotel staff

cleared his throat and broke

sense his body quivering ever so slightly—whether it was due to excitement or

eyes away from me and wordlessly entered the

aura that made him

sighed. This is a reunion of sorts, but we are nothing more than strangers. The

surrounded him was so thick that I barely managed to squeeze past them to press the elevator button—a feat that would have been

I was going and tripped on someone’s feet. I lost my

thud, and the pain shot up my thighs, spreading through my whole body. A hiss of agony

other situation, my embarrassing predicament would have blown over quickly. After all, it was

his tracks and approach me. He pulled me to my

had grown even more handsome in the past four

found my footing. Retracting my hand from his grip, I gave him

exterior, I endured the pain in silence as

elevator. “Mr. Fuller, this is Ms. Stovall, otherwise known as Scarlett. She is in charge of reception at the hotel and will be arranging your itinerary for

on me as he replied impassively,

in his pocket. The movement was so imperceptible that it almost

left to attend to other matters. Joseph looked at me and spluttered, “Mrs. Fu— Ms. Stovall, you can go over Mr. Fuller’s schedule with him. I have some tasks

lips. Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t I be arranging Ashton’s schedule with

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