When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 533

Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

much better, and was playing with Snowfluff in the

to my room, Flora called

it. I’ll be right down.” And I trod back to

sat at my dresser, and only then did I notice how long my hair

to have it cropped to my shoulders. Macy once made a joke about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn

get the

silly for

matter the twists and turns our lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands. On

tap, tap… That must be

hair. To my

I swiveled back, and everything went half

quarrel last

hand softly caressed my shoulders, and I could see his gentle eyes observing my every braid through the mirror. There wasn’t

my gaze low, refusing to meet his, and kept on with my business. But there’s a limit to my hair length,

chose silence, and

Huh!

could ask my question, Ashton put out his. “We’re going to visit Hannah later. Do you wanna

it totally slipped my mind!

in since he’d been treated like a king his whole life, so

as I took out the hairband, and tied my hair

have to go to the company?”

the idea of putting on make-up as I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Plus, it’d take time

so pretty!” He tried to butter me up in a childlike

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