When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Marcus did not respond and kept his silence. He probably could not find the right words to say. Hence, I kept silent while I continued to stare at the fireworks.

Ashton got out of the bath and hugged me from the back.

“You really like fireworks huh,” he asked in a deep, sexy voice.

I nodded as I took in the lingering smell of the body wash on him. “This is going to be a long winter. Let’s head to R Province when you are less busy. I miss the watermelon and rose plants at the yard.”

“Sure,” he nodded, hugged me at his chest level, and lowered his chin onto my shoulder.

“Who were you on the phone with?” he probed as he took a glance at my phone.

I regained my senses, looked at my phone screen, and wanted to off the phone to end the call with Marcus.

However, Marcus had already ended the call. It was just a lit screen on display.

I felt a tinge of guilt and replied, “A friend called.”

Luckily, I had deleted Marcus’ number from my contacts. Even though my reply was vague, Ashton would never have guessed for it to be Marcus.

He did not probe further. “Go take a shower and sleep early tonight!” he nagged in a gentle tone.

nodded, placed my phone aside, and entered the

on the bed. His scars had faded.

bed! The bed is a place for

up close, his gaze seemed darker, nose bridge higher

swallowed my saliva to moisten my dry throat, turned my gaze

myself into the blanket while he switched off the lights.

I took a sniff at the fragrance emitting

leaned into his embrace and continued, “Are you

and lifted my chin. I could still see his charming features and dark gaze under the dim light

time we

a daze while I

turned hot after I regained my senses. I asked him

day, the falling snow covered every part of K City with strong

soundly asleep. His sharp eyebrows resembled those of the characters in

his eyes. I was startled for a few seconds before my lips

responded with a raspy voice and continued to hug me.

ceiling and wondered how great it would be to wake up with him beside

fully. Meanwhile, there was the sound of a kids’

observe Sally and her engaging in a snowball fight. Despite their age gap, they were equally agile. Both of them were dressed in thick feather coats, making snowballs and throwing them at