When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I still hadn’t forgiven him for forcing himself on me the previous night, so I pretended not to have heard him.

“Scarlett!” he repeated, this time more forceful.

“Gregory said he had never eaten his mother’s homemade breakfast, so I made some to coax him. Is that what you want too, Mr. Fuller? Then again, I wouldn’t want to make your stomach upset from my food,” I replied, still refusing to make eye contact with him.

My snarky tone riled Ashton up, and he was about to rebuke me when one of his staff announced, “Mr. Campbell has arrived, Mr. Fuller.”

Now that he had work to tend to, Ashton shot an angry glance at me before stalking out in a huff.

Once I could no longer hear footsteps, I snuck a glance at the stairs.

So it seems like Ashton isn’t that easy to provoke.

There were still no signs of the man coming back even after twenty minutes had passed. When the maid started to clear the table, I decided to ask if she knew where he was.

“Mr. Fuller is currently in the study with Mr. Campbell.”

around put a dampener on my mood as I trudged my way up

got to the study, I could vaguely hear their voices from outside the room. I tried to eavesdrop on their conversation by placing my ear against the door, but it was

hesitation, I mustered up the

almost immediately; it was

no intention of

and sulked. “Don’t you want

I’m not picky,” he answered

kid’s breakfast?” Is he

your personality, you don’t have to force yourself to make

toward the stairs behind me, hinting that

you take me for, Ashton? Did you

leaned against the door, I could see Joseph behind him, holding on to a stack of documents. “Don’t you want your memories back? Want to

you two

lips curled into a smirk. “Something you’d surely be

the way he was keeping me in suspense, but even I had to agree that the

into the kitchen and made the same breakfast for Ashton as I had