When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 250

As soon as I said that, Ashton knitted his brows. “I’m only halfway done.”

I pressed my lips and was at a loss for words.

While I was still thinking of a way to respond to that remark, he threw out this question all of a sudden, “What are you going to do if I decide not to come home today?”

“I’d probably have to scald my whole body and call you.” This idea did cross my mind. I knew he would not ignore me.

He tightened his grip on my thigh, causing me to gasp in pain.

“Does it hurt?” he sneered. “Have you thought of turning yourself into a cripple?”

I kept mum, but I still gently ran my fingers all over his arm while he continued applying the ointment on my thighs.

“What are you doing?” He furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me.

I bit my lips. “Seducing you.”

He let out a mirthless laugh, put away the ointment, and squinted. “You’re doing this for that project?”

And again, I chose to remain silent. I got up, wrapped my hands around his shoulders, and pressed my lips against his.

He, too, wrapped his hands around my waist and said in a husky voice, “How much did you drink?”

I mumbled, “A few glasses, I think.”

foreplay always wore me out. I just wanted to hit the

pulled me closer to

head and changed my

of his life, I took the opportunity and asked, “Fuller Corporation has HiTech now, so how about

OrbitTech!” He

with a scowl, reached for

doing and gazed into my eyes. “You really think you can make me do things just by offering

But I knew he was not happy

bit my lips. “You promised to support me in everything

the phone with a smirk and gave Joseph a

while to answer the phone. Ashton then said to

the phone aside, and went straight

simply relieved that I had one less problem to worry about. Nonetheless,

got out of the shower, I was already

whole night by staying on top of me almost every hour. But

the next morning. It must be due to all the drinks

a trip to the White Corporation, I had to freshen up and start organizing some documents. Yet when I tried getting out of bed, I realized someone still had his grip

still asleep, and the stubble on his chin

stubble. It was soft to the touch, but

in the room, his facial features became even more prominent. Upon noticing someone was touching him, he woke up with a

a deep growl, he asked, “Do you

my hand. He then sat

was the one who scratched

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