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

Before I could finish my words, he had come out of the president’s personal elevator and zoomed through the crowd hastily. His typically refined and imposing self was sweating in a panic.

His good looks never failed to make him stand out in the crowd.

Lowering the phone, I headed toward his direction and fell into his embrace, my arms finding their way around his waist. I leaned against his chest and said, “I’m alright. I don’t fear the thunder.”

It had been years since. Witnessing him being so worried caused my heart to clench.

Surprised by my unexpected appearance, he pulled me in and gave me a tight hug. But when I returned to my senses, I couldn’t help but be embarrassed as I recalled that this was the Fuller Corporation lobby and I had dashed into his embrace in the presence of everyone.

My face flushed when I lifted my head and realized all the pairs of eyes that were staring at us. “I was bored alone at home so I brought you some fruits.”

He chuckled, tucking a stray of hair of mine behind my ear as he held me. “Let’s go to the office and eat them then.”

Under the gaze of others, I entered the elevator with him, sighing on the inside. Gossip was bound to spread within the Fuller Corporation’s employees in no time.

Joseph had been teetering anxiously when we reached the office area. At the sight of Ashton’s return, his face broke into a wide, relieved grin. “ Mr. Fuller, will you speak with the Starlight Group? Mr. Parker is exceptionally difficult. Since they initiated the meeting, they must be planning to collaborate with the Fuller Corporation.”

As he was only an assistant, all he could do was make suggestions.

Joseph had asked, I turned toward Ashton and said, “I’ll wait

that the rain had reduced to a drizzle. Turning his head back to me,

two floors dedicated to his office. With the meeting room being

fruits and tidbits. “Mr. Fuller doesn’t usually eat these, so there aren’t

we last met, I had a distinct feeling

Ashton didn’t like eating fruits. If it weren’t a must for him to eat them, he wouldn’t have

nor tidbits in

later, Ashton returned and saw that I had peeled the fruits on the table but hadn’t eaten

fruit with a toothpick before holding it by his

looking slightly apologetic. “The meeting later could

to disturb his work. With a smile, I

words were needed to be spoken between us. As time passed, our love had integrated into the little details. Mutual understanding, care, and tolerance between each other were the crux to spending a long life with your

hour. He studied Ashton’s

“Is it time for the

in response, lifting his wrist to check the time on his watch. “There’s another meeting in M Country ten minutes later. Mr. Crest

Mr. Crest?