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,

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

displeasure was written all over her scrunched-up face. Staring at Ashton, she asked petulantly, “Why have you brought her back?

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

was on the verge of losing her cool. “Ashton, since you guys

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

a gentle

help but sigh when I realized I had indirectly offended Sally once

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

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

that look—I was certain

couldn’t be certain of the sort of relationship she had with Ashton over the past four

her voice echoed in the spacious living

Ms. Goldstein?” Ashton turned around and queried with a frown. It was evident he was irked by her

with her lips pursed, “I have something regarding the deal

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

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. After all, I don’t enjoy having

his wrath, no ordinary woman could stand being stung by such