When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 706

Ashton brought me back into the car and rolled the windows back up. I had no energy left to move or talk, so I just leaned against the car and slowly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up to the sound of water running in the bathroom, I found myself lying on a hotel room bed.

I knew I was brought to the hotel by Ashton, so waking up on a foreign bed didn’t worry me as much.

Even after the rest I had, my head was still spinning, and my body felt limp. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t get myself out of bed.

So that’s how it is after I drink. I may be sober, but my body just refuses to cooperate with me.

The bathroom door opened, and Ashton stepped out with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Are you awake?” he asked as he glanced at me.

I nodded and instinctively pulled at the covers. It was only then that I realized I had been stripped naked.

My eyes widened in horror as I glared at Ashton. “Ashton, you’re despicable! You knew I was drunk, and yet, you… “

He turned toward me with a raised eyebrow. “And yet I what?”

his reaction, so I mumbled, “Did you do that to

to dry

he still acts all

give me a direct answer,

still with the same indifference he had before. “You should be asking me where

Where are your clothes then?” My anxiety increased when I realized the room stank of booze, and both his and my clothes were missing. What

and eighty thousand. Include my emotional damages, and that

me speechless. When did I owe him

The hotel has security cameras. Do you need to see some

that familiar scent of his, my instinct was to avoid him altogether. But he had me backed into a corner, and there was nowhere I could

apologetically. I had no memory of what happened

said nothing as he looked at me,

that I couldn’t remember throwing up on Ashton. And seeing as how both our clothes weren’t in the room, I

to worry about the monetary amount he mentioned

custom-made by famous, big brands, which justified their insane price tags. But twenty thousand for emotional damages was just too far-fetched

I conduct is valued in the tens of millions. Asking for twenty thousand isn’t too much of a

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