When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 174

Seeing this, Mrs. Eriksen walked into the kitchen, smiling.

Meanwhile, outside the study.

I hesitated for a while, then raised my hand to knock on the door.

After a moment, a low voice came from inside, “Mrs. Eriksen, you go and rest. I’m not hungry!”

“It’s me!” I said, almost biting my lip, feeling so anxious that I nearly sweated.

There was a short silence. After a while, the low voice spoke loudly, “Come in!”

I sighed with relief. Then, I pushed the door open. I glanced at the good-looking yet unapproachable man seated at the desk.

Holding the bowl of soup, I paused and said, “Mrs. Eriksen said you haven’t eaten anything. She made this fish soup. Would you like to take it? “

As I spoke, I walked up to him and put the bowl next to him. Then, my eyes fell on his back.

It was the same suit as before since it was black and there was nothing else except for the faint mark from the spade.

I was about to ask if he suffered any injuries but I stopped when I saw him staring at me blankly.

I was a little frustrated.

frowned and the expression on his face was

handle it well. I paused and said, “Ashton, I’m sorry but I can’t leave him alone. If you are still angry now, you may hit me

He laughed, coldly, “How likely is it for

very seriously, “Yes. If you are angry,

“Scarlett, when did you learn to give a carrot after giving a smack? You have become more cunning over the

Uh-oh!

harmful to your health!” Now, I can

was an extremely gloomy expression on his face. It was almost comparable to the gathering

what happened

would make me irritable. That was all in the past and I was not willing to recount everything in detail to

couldn’t help but knit my eyebrows, saying softly, “John and I were both children adopted by Grandma. He was a few years older than I was and we grew up

not want to go into the details as I was not willing to dig

“Are you childhood sweethearts or love

and glared at him as I was getting annoyed. “He was my elder brother and that

a very unusual way, hugging and embracing. If he is

angrily, “It’s late. You’d better get

quarrel with him as I didn’t think it was necessary. There were many instances where I chose to leave as

went out to the balcony and sat on the swing while staring blankly at the scenery

I knew he was suppressing his anger

him enter the bathroom, I couldn’t help but sigh. Sometimes, pregnant

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