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

Roughly an hour later, Ashton was out. He was in his usual poker face.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting.” There was a gentle twitch at the corners of his mouth.

I shook my head and held his hand. “Does it hurt?”

I heard that it’d be awfully painful.

“So what if it does? What are you gonna do?” He gave a cheeky grin.

I closed my eyes and brushed my lips on his. “Will this work?”

Cough! The doctor tried to make his presence felt. “You’ll need to come back for a check-up in a week, and try resuming intercourse only after a month’s time.”

“Thank you, doctor.” It was pretty awkward to be seen smooching. My face was still blushing after saying my thanks.

We lingered at the hospital for another hour till the pain subsided.

It was already nightfall when we got back to the villa. After having dinner with Ashton, Emery called.

“Hey, remember that sandalwood box that I wanted to mail to you? I’ve been swamped, and it slipped off my mind. You free tonight? Let’s grab a drink.” She didn’t sound happy.

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” It didn’t take me long to say yes. Ashton was in his study. He had been warm and sweet recently, but I somehow felt that he had something in the back of his mind.

I went to his study only to see him flipping through a large pile of documents Joseph brought back.

when he heard

asked me out for a

front of him.

still have a lot of things to do, and I can get there myself. Don’t think you should

will you be there?” He raised his brows,

guessed that Emery must’ve

puckered his lips. “One hour. Give me the address, and I’ll pick you

in before I could voice my discontent. “You being away for

it that way, I dipped

my coat, took

meeting at her club in Imperial Hotel

crazily buzzing. I saw her looking out from

seemed like she

down, snatched her glass of red wine, and got the attention of the waiter.

She laughed, but her squinted eyes and droopy brows

she was. He left briskly

as she gazed at the girls on the dance floor.

felt a pinch in

a sip of the red wine, I looked at her. “Is it

after a few days of marriage, these

with her eyes slightly shuttered in a teasing manner. “Have you ever seen parents who insisted on living with their son after he got

Ashton and I don’t have parents, and George barely interferes in our affairs. So, no.” Those were my honest two

always goes against our will. If only