When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Roughly an hour later, Ashton was out. He was in his usual poker face.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting.” There was a gentle twitch at the corners of his mouth.

I shook my head and held his hand. “Does it hurt?”

I heard that it’d be awfully painful.

“So what if it does? What are you gonna do?” He gave a cheeky grin.

I closed my eyes and brushed my lips on his. “Will this work?”

Cough! The doctor tried to make his presence felt. “You’ll need to come back for a check-up in a week, and try resuming intercourse only after a month’s time.”

“Thank you, doctor.” It was pretty awkward to be seen smooching. My face was still blushing after saying my thanks.

We lingered at the hospital for another hour till the pain subsided.

It was already nightfall when we got back to the villa. After having dinner with Ashton, Emery called.

“Hey, remember that sandalwood box that I wanted to mail to you? I’ve been swamped, and it slipped off my mind. You free tonight? Let’s grab a drink.” She didn’t sound happy.

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” It didn’t take me long to say yes. Ashton was in his study. He had been warm and sweet recently, but I somehow felt that he had something in the back of his mind.

I went to his study only to see him flipping through a large pile of documents Joseph brought back.

he heard my footsteps. “Are

Actually, Emery asked me out for a

and closed the folder in front of him. “Right, what’s the

a lot of things to do, and I can get there myself. Don’t think

will you be there?” He raised his brows, waiting for my

guessed that Emery must’ve been caught up

“One hour. Give me the address, and I’ll pick you up

before I could voice my discontent. “You being away for too

put it that way,

coat, took the car keys and

meeting at her club in

I saw her looking out from the second

here!” She waved. It seemed like she had been here

the attention of the waiter. “Excuse me, a cup

Stop joking, Scarlett.” She laughed, but her squinted eyes and

knew who she was. He left briskly

her hand as she gazed at the girls on the dance floor.

a pinch in

the red wine, I looked at her. “Is it about Hunter? Or is it about your

a few days of marriage,

eyes slightly shuttered in a teasing manner. “Have you ever seen parents who insisted on

both Ashton and I don’t have parents, and George barely interferes in our affairs. So, no.” Those were my honest two

see, life always goes against our will. If only I didn’t