When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 749
When he didn’t speak, I peeked at him in surprise, but his eyes were hooded and I couldn’t discern any
emotion in them.
Unable to help myself, I blurted, “Didn’t youe here to look for Armond? Aren’t you going to talk to
him?”
Without sparing a nce at me, his slender fingers moved across the porcin bowls as he expertly
washed the dishes.
“There’s no rush.” He only gave me three simple words in return.
The atmosphere became quiet all of a sudden and I felt slightly at a loss.
Suddenly, a ringtone broke through the ufortable silence. It wasing from his phone.
He didn’t answer it, but turned his emotionless eyes to me for some reason.
I stiffened and asked confusedly, “What is it?”
“My hands are wet. I’ll have to trouble you,” he replied.
At first, I couldn’t grasp his meaning. Later on, I realized that his phone was in his trouser pocket and
both his hands were covered with soap.
Coincidently, I had just wiped my hands dry, so technically, it was convenient for me to take his phone.
But…
The corners of my eyes twitched as I fell into a dilemma. “Mr. Fuller, I think that’s rather inappropriate.”
He cocked a brow at me. “And why exactly would that be inappropriate?”
A woman such as myself reaching into his trouser pocket to grab his phone? How isn’t that
inappropriate?
He looked at me with a serious yet clear eyes. If I made a big deal out of it, it would seem like I was the
one having dirty thoughts instead.
The beautiful piano melody kept ying, as though the caller was anxious.
Ashton was still frozen in the same posture as he waited for me to answer his phone for him.
I exhaled sharply and shoved my hand into his trouser pocket. After taking his phone out, I handed it to
him with slightly flushed cheeks. “Here!”
He raised his brows at me and motioned at his soap-covered hands with his eyes. His meaning
couldn’t be any clearer—he couldn’t pick up the call in his state and I had to do it for him.
Clenching my jaw, I turned the phone screen to face me and swiped to answer the call, catching sight
of the caller ID in the process—it was Rachel.
“Put it on speaker,” Ashton instructed while staring at me with a particrly intense gaze.
I did as I was told, tapping on the speaker icon before bringing the phone to his ear. Due to the height
difference, I had to stand on my tippy toes and get closer.
He lowered his eyes to look at me, but didn’tment. Soon, Rachel’s gentle voice drifted over the
other end of the line. “Mr. Fuller, are you home?”
“Yes. What is it?” This man was stingy with his words as always.
Rachel seemed to have grown ustomed to this habit of his because she didn’t seem to mind as she
chirped gleefully, “I brought all the previous project files over today for you to take a look. By the way,
you haven’t eaten yet, have you? I made you lunch. Give it a tryter.”
I twitched my lips. How lucky of him to have a beautiful woman at his beck and call!
When his reply didn’te after a long time, I vaguely sensed his gaze on me. Puzzled, I returned his
gaze, wondering what was running through his mind.
Just when I thought he wasn’t going to answer, he responded curtly, “Mm.”
Rachel’s unconcealed joy was palpable even over the phone when she quipped, “Then, can youe
out and open the gate for me, Mr. Fuller? I’m already outside your vi.”
“Sure,” Ashton replied. Then, he shot me a nce, signaling for me to hang up the call.
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After ending the call, I hesitated for a second before suggesting, “You should go now. I’ll handle it from
here.”
With that, I reached out to take the bowl in his hand, but he held it in a vice-like grip. Bewildered, I
widened my eyes at him, trying to figure out what he was ying at.
However, he behaved as though nothing was wrong and dered, “We’ll go together once we’re done
here. Rachel is here because of the Lavelian Vige project. Since you’re the person-in-charge, you’re
required to participate.”
I pressed my lips together tightly in response to his tyrannical behavior. Rachel’s obviously not here to
discuss the project with him. Is he stupid or what?
With that, he took his time with the dishes, seemingly unbothered about the fact that Rachel was
currently waiting outside. After he was done, he scanned me from head to toe at a disturbinglynguid
pace before asking, “Do you need to have a change of clothes before heading over?”
Caught off guard, I nced down at my clothes, realizing that they were rather casual. I had randomly
thrown on some clothes after waking up in the morning, not to mention my hair was pulled into a messy
ponytail and my face waspletely bare.
But I was only going next door and not some faraway ce, so I gave him an adamant shake of my
head. “No.”
It’s clear that I’m going there to be a third wheel, so why should I dress up?
His brows scrunched together, but he didn’t insist. “Let’s go then.”
Nora and Armond were talking in the yard. People who were in love seemed to like spending every
second of their day together.
After informing them where we were going, Ashton and I left the yard. The moment we stepped past
the gate, we saw Rachel standing outside the vi next door.
There was a red Cadic was parked beside her. Dressed in a white dress with exquisite makeup on
her face, her long hair cascaded down her back in an alluring manner, making her look every bit the
muse that incited a man’s wildest desires.
Rachel spotted us the same time we did her. Surprise shed across her face, but it vanished as soon
as it came and she regained herposure.
Directing her gaze at Ashton, she stered a tender smile on her face and greeted, “Mr. Fuller!”
Ashton nodded, then looked at me and jerked his chin. “Open the gate.”
Mystified, my brows knitted into a deep frown. “But I don’t know your password.” How the hell would I
know the password to his house?
“It’s your birthday,” he replied calmly.
Sensing the withering stare Rachel was aiming at me, I couldn’t help but feel that Ashton was
purposely making my life difficult.
Exasperated, I raised my hand to enter my birth date. When the gate beeped open, Ashton shot Rachel
a fleeting nce and said tly, “Go on in.”