When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Three days after Ashton and Joseph had left, the Facebook account of a news channel in Dartan announced that the country’s homegrown air-conditioner manufacturing company was in the final stage of acquiring Eisen Corporation. Ashton sounded enervated when he gave me a call in the evening.

“I supposed it wasn’t smooth sailing?” I asked.

“Yeah…” He let out a deep sigh. “I’m working things out on the other side. There might be a chance of turning the tables.”

“And what would that be?”

“You’ll get the details later on. It’s not the right time to talk about it yet. How are you feeling these couple of days? Any pregnancy sickness?” He curtly changed the topic.

Perhaps he needed some good news to counterbalance the bad ones that had been troubling the company recently. I was stunned momentarily before telling him that I had been fairly well and things were as usual. I felt sorry for him, though.

indifference. “I thought your life would be upside

Mr. Fuller. You’ve overestimated yourself.” I went with the flow and trifled with

swagger

in almost ten billion. Without it, it’d be an uphill

went on with what he wanted to say. “I’ll be back in a week

and again. Of course, I’d never forget that. “I know, I know. And how about you? Are you

smell jealousy, Scarlett. Hahaha…” he teased and

the pretty ladies that I care about,

the phone aside. My peripheral vision caught sun rays

number of bodyguards around the villa had doubled. The surveillance was watertight to

chills started to crawl down my