When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton and Armond’s attentions were both naturally drawn to the sudden commotion. Armond snuck a glance at Ashton before asking me, “Are you okay?”

I nodded in response. “The water wasn’t that hot. I’ll go change my clothes and come back.”

“The private restroom in my office has a spare change of clothes,” he helpfully offered. “Feel free to use those.”

I nodded in a daze and gestured for Linda to remain where she was. “I’m fine.”

I exited the conference room and made a beeline for Armond’s office. I had no other choice; I wouldn’t be able to buy a new change of clothes in the shop now.

His private restroom was equipped with a bathroom, a bed, and other amenities. The minimalistic interior perfectly reflected his cold personality.

Inside the closet, there were several suits and ties as well as neatly folded-up shirts. Just as he had told me, there was one set of women’s clothing placed in the corner of the closet. The clothes looked familiar to me, yet I couldn’t recall exactly where I’d seen them before.

I decided to take a cold shower before changing into the clothes. The clothes fitted perfectly. However, the scalded skin stuck out like a sore thumb.

I paid no heed to it and rushed back to the conference room to resume the meeting.

When I got there, Linda was in the middle of presenting the project details and our concerns. After that, a representative of the Fuller Corporation described the level of cooperation needed from us during the implementation process.

As the person in charge, I was responsible for taking every detail and possible setback into consideration. That included smoothing over any troubles that might arise during our collaboration.

we proceeded to finalize the collaboration. The person in charge from both companies would have to be on-site to supervise the progress once

exchanging handshakes and greetings with each other, Linda came to me

shook my head. “I’ll do it later. There’s

Scarlett. You have to treat your skin better. It’ll be hard to remove any scars the wounds might leave in the

documents to my chest. “Does this skirt I’m wearing belong to you? It looked

toe. “Isn’t this the outfit you

were both staring at me from afar. Furrowing my

clothes for us in Western Europe, he chose four similar designs. Although they were similar, they were each

those clothes. Amongst the four of us, only Nora shared the same body shape and height

to be Nora’s. I couldn’t help but look over at Armond curiously. Why does

on him, he cleared his throat and declared loudly, “It’s noontime. Let’s have

seemed that things between him and Nora were progressing much more rapidly than we’d

some interesting kinks,”

that on purpose for Ashton

face instantly darkened, turning his attention to me. I knew all too well

we exited the conference room, Linda leaned

clothes,” I sighed,

are getting on a lot better than we’d expected. But I was actually asking about you and Ashton. What happened? Nora told me that you

we won’t be married anymore soon.” I shrugged. “After this project is over and