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.

loathing the

The hotel staff began to fidget uneasily, suspecting that

When he noticed the depth of Ashton’s gaze on me, he cleared his throat and broke the

but I could sense his body quivering ever so slightly—whether

a long standstill, he tore his eyes away from me

a unique aura that made him

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

to squeeze past them to press the elevator button—a feat that would have been impossible had it not been my status as

tripped on someone’s feet. I lost

the ground with a thud, and the pain shot up my thighs,

would have blown over quickly. After all, it was understandable

and approach me. He

even more handsome in the past four years.

shook my head and found my footing. Retracting my hand

exterior, I endured the pain in

to Ashton once we stepped into the elevator. “Mr. Fuller, this is Ms. Stovall, otherwise known as Scarlett. She is in charge of reception at the hotel and will

eyes riveted on me as

noticed the tremble in his hand, which was shoved in his pocket. The movement was so imperceptible that it almost escaped my notice, but it was hard to miss when

swiped the key card to the room and 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

I be arranging Ashton’s schedule with Joseph?

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