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.”

which only served to make him look more charming. “I’ll take it as praise from my

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 my

the overall look was

I had in my mind was a casino from the eighties, filled with smoke and thugs fighting.

and said, “Don’t be so anxious. People are constantly going in and out so not many of them

little nervous. As soon as we entered the casino, I realized that it was totally different from what I imagined. The decorations were posh and elegant, and although there was still some smoke in the air,

were many long gambling tables in the 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

white and black soon escorted us into one. A poker table stood in the middle, surrounded by leather sofas all around the room. There were two people gambling at

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

was Holden, he was Archie’s grandson, and he was the owner of the casino. Due to his unique style

hint of cynicism, “Mrs. Fuller is really a true beauty She’s more beautiful than most women.

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

sound like he’s flirting with