When There Is Nothing Left But Love

As soon as we reached the hotel, I washed up and just fell asleep on the huge bed.

When I woke up, it was already night. Realizing that Ashton was not with me, I gave him a call whilst lying in bed. As soon as he picked up, he asked, “Are you awake?”

I nodded. “Where are you?”

“In a casino!” he said, “I’ll go pick you later and bring you over to take a look!”

I was dazed for a few moments before it registered in my mind that he had said “casino.” Taken aback, I asked, “Why did you suddenly go to a casino?”

“I was just taking a walk. Go get ready, I’ll head back now!”

After he hung up, I sat up for a while and gathered myself together before I went to wash up. He came back just as I finished changing my clothes. He wore a casual black suit. and it showcased the coolness and vigor of a young man compared to his usual mature style. Even though Ashton never look old, wearing this new style made him look haughtier and domineering instead.

I could not help but compliment him. “I won’t be surprised if your picture makes tomorrow’s fashion headlines.”

only served to make him look more

could not wear anything too plain. I changed into a black spaghetti strap dress and put on a pair of heels, giving off a gothic vibe. When he noticed my exposed back and shoulders, Ashton became a little unhappy and forcibly added a coat to

did not resist, since the overall

a casino, my entire body was tense. The image that I had in my mind was a casino from the eighties, filled with smoke and thugs fighting. It just felt as if it was a place where groups of outlaws fought over money and

be so anxious. People are constantly going in and out so not many of them will

I imagined. The decorations were posh and elegant, and although there was still some smoke in the air, it did not

large open space, each holding some chips that I could not accurately name. A sexy lady stood beside every table, acting as the dealer. There were also several poker tables. However, as I was clueless about gambling, I merely glanced at everything before I followed Ashton to

us into one. A poker

man sitting on the sofa stood up and walked over. Smiling, he said, “Mr. Fuller,

a round of simple introductions, I learned that the man’s name was Holden, he was Archie’s grandson, and he was the owner of the casino. Due to his unique style and behavior, the public had varied opinions

said with a hint of cynicism, “Mrs. Fuller is

kept his expression gentle. He said, “I’m getting old. If she stays with me, I’m more at

that sound like he’s