When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 822


    “Oh, I’m not a fast typist,” I replied, startled.


    “That’s fine. I’ll dictate, and you type,” Ashton said impatiently as he stood up for me to take his seat.


    He pulled me to his chair before I could protest. “Fuller Corporation and its subsidiaries…” Ashton


    began his narration.


    After a few paragraphs, I couldn’t take it any longer. “These are your work documents, so it’s not


    appropriate for me to be looking at inside information of thepany.”


    “My arm is injured,” he said stubbornly.


    I didn’t know what to say to that, so the only thing I could do was what he wanted.


    Reba stood at the corner of the room, her exquisite face looking pale.


    After a continuous couple of days of frantic activity for the Lavelian Vige project, we finally had the


    chance to take a break.


    To our surprise, Harvest Festival was almost upon us. Back in the city, I racked my brain for a way to


    apply for a leave from Armond for a trip back to K City.


    I had been on the phone with Summer every night for the past couple of days. She told me that she


    missed me, and my eyes welled up with tears every time I heard that.


    On a Saturday afternoon, Ashton had invited Armond for a discussion regarding the next phase of the


    Lavelian Vige project. Since I had nothing to do, I nned to return to the vi to pack and head


    back.


    However, Reba’s phone call was unexpected. “Scarlett, do you have a moment?”


    I had a bad feeling about it and rejected her outright. “I’m sorry, Ms. Larson. Now is not a good time.


    You can say what it is you need over the phone.”


    “It’s nothing important,” sheughed lightly. “It’s just that I have heard you had a near-death experience


    in a freezer, and I would just like to offer my sympathy.”


    I froze. How did she know about that?


    “Thank you for your concern, Ms. Larson.”


    “Such a pity that you’re busy at the moment, Ms. Stovall,” said Reba. “I was thinking of talking to


    you about that incident. Perhaps another time, then.”


    Ashton was supposed to investigate the matter. It had been such a hectic few days that I had


    completely forgotten to follow up with him. And now Reba called me out of the blue to discuss this.


    Does this have anything to do with her? Or could it be…?


    “Reba, what exactly do you mean?” I asked impatiently.


    “Oh, it’s nothing. I didn’t want Ash to tire himself out over you, so I hired someone to do a little digging


    on my own and I’ve found something interesting. If you’re busy today, forget about it.”


    “Text me the venue,” I said and headed straight to the bedroom and grabbed a coat.


    She agreed to and hung up.


    The venue was a café which wasn’t hard to locate. Reba was already seated when I arrived and


    was admiring the scene outside the window with an elegant air.


    She knew that I was here but did not deign to look at me at first. She narrowed her eyes and took


    another sip of her coffee. “It tasted its best when it was bitter. It’s not the same after adding sugar.”


    I did not respond to that. I did not enjoy anything bitter whether it was food or life.


    I ordered a ss of juice for myself. Reba remained silent the entire time. “Ms. Larson, are we here


    for the pleasure of mypany?” I asked with impatience.


    “Of course not!” sheughed.


    Reba took a few more sips before looking at me again. Her gaze fell onto my neck and a smirk


    yed on her lips. “Ash paid for two nes the other day. I was wondering who the other one was


    for. Apparently, it was for you!”


    I touched the ne absentmindedly. It was gifted to me by Ashton the other day over a meal.


    I did not egg her on. I knew exactly what she wanted to say and was determined not to give myself a


    reason to be unhappy.


    “Why don’t you ask me how I knew about that?” she said with a wicked smile.


    “I have no interest in knowing,” I snapped as I took a sip of juice. It tasted too sweet to be freshly


    squeezed.


    Reba shrugged as if she was unperturbed by my rudeness. “I had nned on inviting you out for


    crabs, but I’ve had so many of them over thest few days. How were the crabs that he’d brought back


    for you? Did they taste good?”


    The ss in my hand shook at the mention of that. I looked up and found her leering at me.


    So that was why he did note home the past couple of days. He has been having dinner with her.


    I did my best to control myself. “So, are you here to gloat at me or what?”


    “Of course not. But I really do like crabs since I was a little girl. Ash remembered all this time. When I


    arrived at A City the other night, he took me straight for crabs. I do apologize for the ordeal you went


    through that night though. It waspletely unexpected. Thank goodness you are fine.”


    It sounded insincere and hollow. “It has nothing to do with you,” I said with an indifferentugh. “I am


    thankful for the incident because it showed me just how much Ashton loves me.”N?velDrama.Org ? content.