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.

my phone aside, and entered the

out from the bath, Ashton was already lying on the bed. His scars had faded. I dried my hair, climbed onto the bed, and snatched the book

on the bed! The bed is a place

me a sidelong glance. From up close, his

my dry throat, turned my

into the blanket while he switched off the

a sniff at the fragrance emitting from his body. There was not a single

into his embrace and continued, “Are you trying to quit

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

last time we did the deed?” he asked

was in a daze while

my senses. I asked him in a soft

the falling snow covered every part of K City with strong

sharp eyebrows resembled those of the

opened his eyes. I was startled for a few seconds before my lips curled into a smile.

voice and continued to hug me. “It’s

asleep. I stared at the ceiling and wondered how great

myself fully. Meanwhile, there

I walked over to the balcony to observe Sally and her engaging in a snowball fight. Despite their age gap, they were equally agile. Both of them were