When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 625

I chewed my lips subconsciously, feeling awkward under her stare.

I recollected myself and replied to Ashton, “I’ll blow-dry it in a bit.” I usually avoided the hairdryer except during winter, as it was bad for my hair quality.

Ashton knitted his brows as he stared at me somewhat sternly. Then, he turned to Rachel and said, “Put the Marketing Department in charge of promoting the AI. You can settle the rest with Joseph.”

Rachel frowned as she took a covert glance at me. “Mr. Fuller, we need you to review all these materials personally before we can—”

“You may leave now,” Ashton cut her off before looking at me out of the corner of his eye. He waved me over. “Come here!”

I walked towards him. Rachel glared at me darkly, probably angered by my distraction.

She left in a fit of irritation.

Ashton embraced me as he coaxed, “If you don’t blow-dry your hair, you’ll catch a cold.”

As he was talking, he took the towel in my hand and began patting my hair dry.

I nodded in response and pretended to look at my nails. Hmm, they’re getting a bit long. I should cut them soon.

His gentle stare was starting to burn a hole in the side of my head. I turned to face him and his magnetic gaze.

“Is there something on my face?” Instinctively, I lifted my hand towards my face. Rubbing at the possibly non-existent stains, my uncertainty grew.

He burst into laughter as a hint of humor flashed across his eyes.

He seemed to be holding back his laughter as he

asked, “Are we

there anything you’d

“Anything’s fine!”

though he didn’t

meeting with the people from Granatano,

over a

induced both a sense of

I addressed her, “He has gone

out before

rush to leave. Instead, she stopped in front

her directly. “Ms. Zimmer, do you

but merely sat down in front of me. She only spoke once we were eye-to-eye. “Mr. Fuller’s been getting home late recently, hasn’t

at

out her

I wasn’t well-versed in the art of dallying with

is going public, we’ve been working together till late every day. Sometimes we’re so busy we

from him. He needs someone who can keep up with him and support

the lipstick mark on the collar of Ashton’s shirt suddenly

are values that every mother passes down to her

infuriated by the blow I’d

scoffed, “Ms. Zimmer, no one is doubting your professional skills and talents. But I’m sure Ashton and I share the same thoughts when it comes to the other aspects of your character. Honestly, though, I am rooting for

scrunched her

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