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.

since I last saw Sally. In spite of her pale and haggard face,

we showed up in such an intimate manner startled the duo

all over her scrunched-up face. Staring at

none of your business.” His tone was flat and emotionless, indicating to her that she should

you guys are divorced, why can’t you move on? It has

Sally, it’s getting late. I believe it’s time for you to leave!” He made

lowered his gaze and looked at me before uttering in a gentle tone, “If you’re

I realized I had indirectly

and asserted, “I have everything you need in the

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

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

sort of relationship she had with

her voice echoed

turned around and queried with

something regarding the deal with HiTech to

it’s nine o’clock in the evening. Fuller Corporation only operates from nine in the morning till six in the evening. Since we’re three hours beyond work hours, don’t you think it’s rude to talk about work now? I’m afraid others are going to misperceive our relationship since you brought

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

spite of his carefully curated speech that had perfectly disguised his wrath, no ordinary woman could stand being stung