When There Is Nothing Left But Love

My knees and arms were bloody from being knocked to the ground, and my body was covered in dust.

I was lucky that these were only superficial wounds. Ashton lowered his head and tended to my wounds. There was a hint of anger on his perfectly sculpted face. His anger became even more obvious when I flinched as he was sanitizing my wounds with iodine solution.

He lifted his head and looked at me as he asked in a low voice, “Does it hurt?”

I shook my head and managed a slight smile. “Not really!” I wasn’t lying. After all, they were just external wounds, so it was nothing unbearable.

He pursed his lips and continued to work on my wounds. I knew he was mad at me for not staying at home.

Ashton had not said a single word even after he was done with my wounds. Just then, Joseph sent over some clothes for me to change into. He tried to say something but he bit his tongue at the sight of his boss.

Ashton turned to look at me. “Can you change on your own?”

I nodded. Of course I can.

He hummed in acknowledgement and said nothing else.

around and headed for the private restroom. Soon after, Joseph’s voice rang. I could still hear him as the private

last month came directly from Fuller Corporation. They made no changes to the

long after it had been launched. However, no further follow-ups ensued. Ashton and Armond did not seem like they were interested

decided to rebuild another machinery. I had thought that that would be the end of the problem, but now it was clear as day

AI exhibition, showcasing its sophisticated technology without stirring up any

“Hmm. Get someone to make a statement to conclude that it would be difficult for us to assemble the AI without the core technology. Then, spread the word that Fuller Corporation had been ransacked in A City, and list out everything that we

and fell silent for some time before saying, “By the way, about Mrs. Fuller’s injury today, I’ve contacted the person in charge of those media outlets. We have identified all reporters who had gotten too close, or hurt Mrs. Fuller in any way through the security

“Good.”

It seemed like

clothes, and since my wounds were already taken

was greeted by the sight of Ashton working. Glancing at me, he asked,

shook my head. “No. It’s

a moment, I parted my lips and

media outlets and TV stations in K City will never employ them.” There was not a trace of emotion in

to climb the ranks in K City’s media industry, especially to the ranks of being able to get firsthand news and to