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

I looked away and avoided his gaze, but he took me by surprise with an amorous kiss.

It took me a short while to pull myself together. “Summer is still in Glenwood Apartments! I need to return to her!”

Staring at me, he said, “I have gotten in touch with Jackson. He told me he would look after Summer. Since you’re back, don’t you think you’re supposed to live with me?”

My brows furrowed. “But we’re already divorced!”

“I have never signed the agreement.” He uttered in a hoarse voice.

He then lifted me up and brought me into the villa against my will. It was only then that I noticed we had made our way back to the villa at Peakville Estate.

Apart from the exterior of the villa, nothing much had changed over the past four years.

I felt uncomfortable being carried by him. Hence, I insisted, “I can walk on my own!”

“It’s fine. Just close your eyes and take a break.”

I found his words absurd because it was only a short distance that would take me a few minutes at most.

The moment we entered the living room, I was caught off guard by the presence of Sally and Nancy.

spite of her pale and haggard face, it didn’t impact the noble presence

manner startled the duo who was drinking tea in the living room. They jumped up from

was written all over her scrunched-up face. Staring at Ashton, she asked petulantly,

business.” His tone was flat and emotionless, indicating to her that she should

cool. “Ashton, since you guys are divorced, why can’t you

for you to leave!” He made himself clear that he wanted his aunt to get out of his sight

looked at me before uttering in a gentle

help but sigh when I realized I had indirectly offended Sally

brought me upstairs and asserted, “I have everything you need in the bedroom.

caught a glimpse of Nancy’s dejected look. She seemed to be having a hard time pulling herself

associated with that look—I was certain

relationship she had with

voice echoed in

Goldstein?” Ashton turned around and queried with a frown. It was

have something regarding the deal

in the evening.

a stern gaze at her and asked, “You’re twenty-six-year-old, aren’t you, Ms. Goldstein? I’m sure you know the appropriate time to bring work up, don’t you? It doesn’t feel great to have a stranger in the house. I’m not sure how you manage to gain access to my house, but I don’t wish to see you here without my consent in the future.

that had perfectly disguised his wrath, no ordinary woman could stand