When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“It’s my mom’s birthday tomorrow night. Wanna come along?” he asked. It seemed like our scandal meant nothing to him at all.

I massaged my temples, which were throbbing dully. “I’m not free. You should refute the rumor soon.”

Ashton was the only person I could ask for help to keep John away from us.

But right then, the rumor about Nick and me was a problem.

He fell silent for a moment before answering, “I’ll take care of that.”

“Alright,” I said tiredly. “Stop causing any more trouble!”

I didn’t know when John would come to J City. If Ashton got upset at me over the scandal and the nightmare from five years ago happened again, I’m afraid I couldn’t survive any longer.

Staying alive was the most important thing for me then.

After hanging up, I placed my phone aside before deciding to go to Ashton’s office.

This time, his office was quiet. Joseph wasn’t even there.

As the clacking sounds of the keyboard sounded from his office, I came to a stop outside and knocked on the door.

“Come in!” the man’s irresistible voice rang out.

When I came closer to

still typing furiously on

front of his desk silently, watching him deal with

sign it later.” As he was too focused, he didn’t

standing without

a long while, he frowned and stopped typing. When he looked up and saw me,

it?” he asked

had to explain to him about my so-called

in his chair and arched a brow sarcastically. “Ms. Stovall, you need to talk about work?” he inquired in a tone dripping with

He sounded completely distant.

hands together tightly. “Ashton, I can explain the rumor about

him?” He raised a brow and inquired

at first, but it quickly dawned on me what he was

you think I’ll trust you?”

As both Nick and I didn’t explain the rumors,

he pinched his forehead and looked at me. “Ms. Stovall, you’re getting paid handsomely to work in Fuller Corporation. Please do not waste your

“Ash—”

Stovall,” he interrupted. “You should know that this isn’t the appropriate time to

retort, but Joseph was walking toward us. He shot me a polite smile. “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Fuller is

asking

Ashton, who obviously didn’t want to continue this