When There Is Nothing Left But Love

He nodded, blinking his eyes, which were ringed with dark circles. He probably hadn’t been sleeping well lately.

As I watched him leave, Rachel, who had been standing silently next to me the whole time, snorted loudly. “Scarlett, my dear, you sure are a generous one. He had the audacity to bring the other woman here, and your expression hasn’t changed a bit. It looks like you are used to it.”

I frowned, too tired to listen to her scathing words. Blandly, I said, “They’re just friends. If I can’t even accept his female friends, do you think that I am fit to be his wife?”

Rachel spluttered with laughter. “Gosh, you have really surprised me. Every day, the tabloids in K City are full of rumors about Mr. Fuller and Ms. Larson. One of them is the chairperson of Fuller Corporation, while the other one is a young lady of the Moore family. The two of them were practically born to be together. Scarlett, my dear, don’t you feel ashamed about coming between them?”

I looked at her and tried to hold back my temper. “Ms. Zimmer, if you want to gossip about them with me, why don’t we go to a coffeeshop and do it over a cup of coffee?”

She looked rather exasperated that her words didn’t manage to irk me. Mockingly, she replied, “You sound so satisfied with yourself. Honestly speaking, you can’t hold a candle to Rebecca. Who do you think you are?”

“What about you?” I retorted. “What do you think you are? A blood-sucking mosquito or a grain of rice that keeps sticking?”

Rachel’s face turned red as she struggled to make a comeback. “Ms. Zimmer,” I continued, “everyone needs a little bit of self-awareness. There’s nothing wrong with having a crush on someone, but when that person already has a wife and kids, you should keep your hands off him no matter how wonderful he is.”

There was no way we could continue talking about work in this awkward atmosphere. Rachel was so angry that her neck was completely red. I wondered if she was going to strangle me to death on the spot.

I shrugged and headed back into the lobby. I got the spare room card from the front desk and went upstairs.

already showered, and he was preparing to go to sleep. When he saw me, he raised his eyebrows and asked, “Are you done with

you, she stomped

stunned. Shoving a towel into my hands, he asked, “Can you help me to dry my

take it from him. Still glaring at him, I snapped, “Do

you? Are you angry that

my head

snorted loudly. “Well, then, what

“The stupid

I heard a loud, exaggerated bark of laughter next to my ear. It sounded carefree and extremely

over first while he settled some matters. There’s nothing going on between the

and grumbled, “Who said I was angry because of her?” Although that was what I said, I grabbed the

amused laughter ringing in

hair, he let go of me and collapsed onto the bed. Because I wasn’t particularly tired, I leaned against his chest for a while, willing

work. Instead, I stared up at the ceiling and zoned out. Eventually, I noticed that something wasn’t quite right. I turned my head around and looked at Ashton—his

knew that something was up. I opened my mouth and asked in a low voice, “Ashton,

to me, but his fluttering eyelashes told me all I needed to know. He wasn’t fast asleep yet—in fact,

this, I narrowed my eyes and kicked him lightly in the shin. He opened his eyes and looked at me, the black orbs

a deep, shuddering breath. Parting his lips slightly,