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.

her pale and haggard face, it didn’t impact the noble presence she was blessed

showed up in such an intimate manner startled the duo who was drinking tea in

was written all over her scrunched-up face. Staring at

a frown, “Aunt Sally, I believe that’s none of your business.” His tone was flat and emotionless, indicating to her that she should stop poking her nose into his

you guys are

believe it’s time for you to leave!” He made

lowered his gaze and looked at me before uttering in a gentle

couldn’t help but sigh when I realized I had indirectly offended

and asserted, “I have everything you need in the bedroom. Nothing much

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

that look—I was certain she was head over heels in love

of relationship she had with Ashton over the past four

Nancy called out, her voice echoed in the spacious

do you need, Ms. Goldstein?” Ashton turned around and queried with a frown. It was evident

replied with her lips pursed, “I have something regarding the deal with HiTech to sort out

“Ms. Goldstein, it’s nine o’clock in the evening. Fuller Corporation only operates from nine in the morning till six in the evening. Since

cast 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

carefully curated speech that had perfectly disguised his wrath, no ordinary