When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 849

As John spoke, he passed me the tablet menu for me to order.

I ordered some dishes and handed the tablet over to Ashton. After that, I looked at John. “How’s your kid doing these days? And how’s Hannah?”

“Don’t bring her up. How annoying!” he huffed. It was obvious that he was extremely upset. He looked at Ashton and asked, “Mr. Fuller, do you want a drink? They serve good Scotch Whiskey here.”

Before I could stop them, Ashton nodded and answered calmly, “Sure, let’s try it!”

John snapped his fingers. Before long, an adorable and gorgeous lady walked in, looking aesthetically pleasing to the eyes. John said, “I want to order some Scotch Whiskey. Wait, you know what, just bring me the whole bottle. I’m getting drunk tonight!”

The lady nodded in acknowledgement and left.

I had no idea what happened to John. I wanted to comfort him but I didn’t even know where to start. Therefore, I had no choice but to wait in silence.

Not long after, dinner was served along with a few bottles of Scotch Whiskey.

John immediately opened the bottle of whiskey. He didn’t even bother to pour it into a glass. Instead, he put the whole bottle of whiskey in front of Ashton and said in a rough manner, “Mr. Fuller, let’s leave those drinking etiquettes aside this time. Come on! Bottoms up!”

your mind? This is hard liquor, it’s not a beer. Are you trying to

just worried about your man, aren’t you? Fine! I’ll drink it myself, then.” John then pursed his lips and cursed at Ashton,

gotten into

clinked his glass and started drinking. I was about to stop him but he interrupted, “It’ll be fine.

two men started downing bottles of whiskey together. As for

times. On the other hand, women usually reduced stress by crying or

men often died earlier than women. It was because they were more likely to drink alcohol

on purpose. Therefore, he kept gulping down the whiskey until he

was tipsy, I raised my hand to stop him from grabbing his glass again. “Ashton, listen to me. You don’t have

up at me. With a

persuade him. Anger

down the glass in his hand. A faint

John was buzzed. He rested his head and arms on the table, staring at us and mumbling with a nasal sound. “Are you guys done? I’m drinking my

his head on one side of his hand and looked at me as

“Did you and Hannah get into a fight? Or did you

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