When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Those who recognized Ashton started taking photos with their phone.

I looked him in the eyes with my face flushed red. “It’s your fault that others are staring at us!”

Smiling, he cradled me in his arms. “I’m sorry.”

Just then, a black Maybach pulled over by the street. Joseph alighted from the car and approached Ashton after showing me the way to the car.

After Ashton whispered something in Joseph’s ear, he joined me in the car. He looked at me and asked, “Do you have any particular cravings?”

By the time I returned to my senses, I noticed we had been there for a few hours.

“Anything will do.”

J City had gone through drastic changes within four years.

In the end, we went to a nearby restaurant that he had always frequented.

We were seated on the roof of a skyscraper in the middle of the city overlooking the entire cityscape.

Before we could place our order, we encountered a close acquaintance of ours; to be precise, a close acquaintance of Ashton.

Nancy, the renowned celebrity, had put on her best fit and dolled herself up ostentatiously. She became the center of attention the moment she showed up from afar.

When she saw me, her smile froze, seemingly thinking about something.

Ashton courteously, “What a surprise! I thought you were busy with your work, who knew you’d be here

alone?” Ashton asked

friend to talk about HiTech’s promotional clip. I need

nodded and said, “If that’s the

on her face. She looked at me and asked politely, “Aren’t you going to introduce us to

her direction while looking at me. “She’s an artiste under the

emotions were written all over her face with a rigid smile, but as a

Stovall. My name is Nancy Goldstein. Please feel free

a smile, introducing myself, “Hello, Nancy. Ashton and I used to

remark, she stared at me openmouthed. “Used to be? Does

“It has

news, but she did a great job at keeping her emotions to herself. “Well then, please enjoy yourselves.

responded with a nod

I felt a chill running down my spine because of Ashton’s glare. I took the initiative and asked, “You’re not going to ruin such a great

out loud at my words. After dicing his serving of steak into bite-size pieces, he swapped it with my plate of

On top of that, Macy used to tell me having a steak

had gotten used to having their meals with cutleries because raw food was the only source

bother to check whether what she said was real, but I

seated a few tables away from us. Thus, she could easily catch a glimpse of our

meal.” By the time he finished his sentence, he

to laugh because I knew it was