When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 869
Abe nced at Ashton, then sniggered.
“What were you nning to do, Holden? Why did you bring her in?” Abe asked menacingly.
Holden, however, turned to Ashton. “Mr. Fuller, it’s gettingte. Mrs. Fuller looks a little tired. Perhaps
you should be heading home to rest,” he suggested matter-of-factly.
“Holden Taylor, what exactly do you take me for?” Abe roared. With one swift motion, he furiously
swept the cards off the table.
Holden, however, remained looking steadily in Ashton’s direction. “You’ll have to meet Dad tomorrow.
You should get some rest tonight,” the man urged, a note of warning in his voice.
Indignant at having been ignored multiple times, Abe flew into a rage. He suddenly drew out a pistol
and pointed it straight at Holden. “Taylor, let me ask you again, what do you take me for?” Abe
bellowed.
The solid presence of the pistol immediately draped a dense cloak of tension over the room. Ashton
silently shielded me with his body as he watched the situation unfold.
Holden, however, seemed ustomed to Abe’s behavior. He red defiantly at Abe, then said coolly,
“Mr. Abe, if you fire that pistol, I’m afraid neither of us will be walking out of Gold Star Casino tonight.”
Abe’s face had turned purple. He had evidently dedicated his full strength towards restraining his
anger.
After what seemed like an eternity, Abe slowly lowered the pistol. He looked at Ashton and suddenly
laughed harshly. “Mr. Fuller, perhaps some other day then. Don’t worry. There’ll be plenty of
opportunities for us to meet again. Off with you!”
Nheless, Ashton’s gaze never wavered. He remained expressionless even as he nodded politely.
“I’ll be happy to meet for drinks. As for other activities, I still abide by the same principle that I won’t do
anything to hurt anyone else.”
With that deration, Ashton grabbed my hand and practically hauled me out of the private room. I was
utterly bewildered by the entire event and had so many questions to ask. My curiosity died on my lips,
however, as I saw the urgency with which Ashton dragged me through the corridors of the casino.
The first floor was bustling with its usual activity. Ashton weaved through the raucous crowd with me in
tow until we finally arrived at the exit. Zachary’s appointed personnel were already waiting for us there.
With that, we hurriedly linked up with them and got into the car.
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Ashton had just started the car when a crowd of people swarmed out, forming a barricade on the road
before us.
They weren’t there for us. A few burly men had thrown a man out of the casino and were now
determinedlyying their fists and kicks into him.
Their chosen target was screaming for mercy, but his cries fell on deaf ears. Only when they’d
observed that the man was half dead did his assants consider their missionplete. They headed
back inside, none the worse for the wear.
Ashton coldly watched as the man convulsed a few times as hey on the ground. He struggled to get
up but crumpled to the floor each time. Atst, hey iling on the floor like a trampled earthworm.
I felt a sudden surge of sympathy for the man. “Ashton, can we help him?” I asked impulsively.
Ashton clenched his jaw and said nothing. I didn’t press the matter either. It was a casino, after all. It
was not the ce for kindness or pity.
The man, however,y squarely in our path. Unable to drive away, we could only sit in the car watching
him.
After a while, the man seemed to have exhausted all of his strength. Hey unmoving on the ground
like a corpse. Ashton’s eyes narrowed. He then stepped onto the elerator as hard as he could. The
sound of the engine revving was apanied by the sudden lurching forward of the car. I was
convinced that Ashton had made up his mind to run the man over where hey.
The man, however, reacted to the firing of the car’s engines as if he had been shot. He vehemently
wed his way up and sprawled onto the hood of our car. Blood still shone freshly on his face and from
the corner of his mouth. The man then cracked a smile at Ashton and asked weakly, “Are you really
going to stand by and let me die?”
Baffled, I turned to Ashton. Do they know each other? I wondered.
Despite that, Ashton continued looking straight ahead evenly.
The manughed, but it came out as barely a wheeze. “You’re both witnesses to the whole incident.
Pity me and give me a ride to the hospital, won’t you? My leg’s broken, and I can’t walk.”
I found the man’s utter nonchnce towards the danger he was in rather astounding.
Ashton, however, pressed his lips into a thin line. He barely spat out themand, “Get lost!”
Even so, the man shamelessly clung on. In fact, he’d almost mbered up onto the front of our car
entirely. Lazily, he drawled, “If you aren’t willing to let me into your car, I’ll continue lying here then. I
wouldn’t want to frighten that beautifuldy next to you, either.”
Ashton was already seething at that moment. Without hesitation, he stepped on the elerator once
again. The car surged forward, and the man lost his bnce, rolling off the hood thennded with a
heavy thud on the floor. Ashton, however, made no move to stop the car. He looked as if he fully
intended to run the man over.
Fortunately, the man reacted with what would be lightning speed in his condition, narrowly avoiding
being crushed by our car.
The man’s violent curses followed us as we drove off. “You’re insane! If you really ran me over, you’d
have killed me!”
Yet Ashton paid no heed to him. After a while, his cries of abuse faded in the distance.
I was quivering from the aftermath of that encounter. My entire back was drenched in cold sweat. I
looked out the car window, focusing on the light of the streetmps shing past. After I’d calmed down
considerably, I turned back to look at Ashton. His face remained as grim as it had been the entire night.
I waspelled to ask, “Just what was going on tonight?”