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

Chapter 533

Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

had gotten much better, and was playing with Snowfluff in the

let it be, and just as I started to head back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would you like me to send it

down.” And I trod back to

then did I notice how long my hair had grown. It was around my

that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do was tell

the message sooner or

for that instance had turned into a heart-warming memory that could

and turns our lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands.

tap, tap… That must be

my hair. To my surprise, it wasn’t her but

back, and everything went

we quarrel

and I could see his gentle eyes observing my every

refusing to meet his, and kept on with my business. But there’s a limit to my hair length, meaning I had to

and

Huh!

ask my question, Ashton put out his. “We’re

totally slipped my mind! We spoke

his initiative. He never had to give in since he’d been treated like a king his whole life, so I had to say or do

and opened the drawer as I took out the hairband, and tied my hair

still have to go to the company?” I

mood for it. Plus, it’d take time to remove it. A chapstick would do

so pretty!” He tried to butter me up in a childlike

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