When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Picking me up, he glanced at Mrs. Eriksen, who had rushed out after hearing the commotion. “Get a cab for Ms. Larson!”

Mrs. Eriksen nodded profusely.

Rebecca had just recovered from the shock. She stared at us, her expression pale. “Ash,” she implored.

“Go back home!” Ashton told her before heading into the villa with me.

Behind us, I could hear Mrs. Eriksen saying, “Ms. Larson, here’s your cab.”

Back in the bedroom, Ashton placed me on the bed gently. He gazed at me and gave me a light peck. “Don’t act recklessly anymore. Otherwise…”

He didn’t finish his sentence. When his cool lips landed on my shoulder, leaving his mark there with a bite, I frowned slightly but said nothing.

After pulling up the covers for me, his phone started ringing on the bedside table. I glanced at it and realized it was Rebecca.

Ashton took a glance at it, but he didn’t answer her call.

After a few missed calls from Rebecca, she texted him.

The message read: Ash, please don’t leave me alone. After losing my brother, you’re the only one I have.

I wanted to smile, but there was a lump in my throat stopping me from doing so.

Ashton saw the text, too. He didn’t reply to it. Instead, he lit up a cigarette and went to the balcony to smoke quietly.

the earlier

I thought the sky had cleared, but

with Macy. But that night, the bedroom was

and looked around. Ashton was nowhere to be seen. There were a lot of cigarette stubs on the

wasn’t in the bedroom, I walked out barefoot,

I was too

room downstairs, Rebecca stood there stubbornly, utterly drenched. Her gaze was

back home!” said Ashton

Rebecca’s lips curved up in an innocent

was drenched, with her hair in

silence, Ashton gave in. “Go take a

have clean clothes to change

here earlier, are still in the guest

top of the

into the guest

because he thought it was spacious. It could

day might never come. I didn’t even know when Rebecca moved her clothes

How ridiculous!

sounded from the guest room. It seemed like Rebecca had

strode toward the guest room. Suddenly, he stopped

nodded, feeling a pang in my heart. “She is hurt. You should

“Scarlett!”