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.

had been four years since I last saw Sally. In spite of her pale

fact that we showed up in such an intimate manner startled the duo who was drinking tea in the living room. They

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

your business.” His tone was flat and emotionless,

since you guys are divorced, why can’t you

to leave!” He made himself clear

uttering in a gentle tone, “If you’re sleepy, go

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

everything you

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

woman, I knew the emotions associated with that look—I was certain she was head over heels in

be certain of the sort of relationship she had with Ashton over the past four

Nancy called out, her voice echoed in

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

have something regarding the deal with HiTech to sort

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 up such an odd request in the middle of the

bring work up, don’t you? It doesn’t feel great to have a stranger in

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