When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 971


    “Mrs. Fuller!” Suddenly someone stood beside me, giving me a scare. I smiled as I noticed it was


    Ste.


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    I managed to squeeze myself in when the elevator doors opened. Maybe everyone knew my identity,


    so no one mentioned the rumors between Ashton and me. They were chatting to Ste instead.


    From their conversation, I could deduce that Ste was well-liked by the other employees. Well, pretty


    and bubbly girls were always well-liked by others.


    I got out when the elevator reached Ashton’s office. However, I was thunderstruck because I would


    need Ashton’s fingerprint to enter his office.


    I decided to call him. Just as I whipped out my phone, the door opened, and out came Ste again.


    Her gaze flickered between me and the door. “Mrs. Fuller, were you busy recently? I don’t see you visit


    Mr. Fuller much these days.”


    I gave her a once-over and saw she was holding documents that require Ashton’s approval. “Yes. I’ve


    been busy with something.”


    She smiled faintly in response then entered Ashton’s office. As I followed her, I stared at her back. It


    gave me a sense that it was all thanks to her that I was able to enter.


    In the office, Ashton was sitting behind his desk reviewing documents while Ste stood silently by his


    side waiting for his signature. As Ashton lifted his arm, Ste passed him a pen. Their whole interaction


    disyed their excellent teamwork from working closely.


    I stood rooted at the entrance, staring sightlessly at the scene, thinking they were a perfect team.


    A few minutester, Ashton lifted his gaze from his work, focusing his attention on me. “Aren’t you tired


    standing there?”


    I smiled. “Isn’t Ms. Collins standing as well? It’s not appropriate if I sit while she stands.”


    His brows drew together as he understood my insinuation. He ordered Ste, “You may leave first. I will


    send these documents to youter once I’m done.”


    Ste nodded, “Sure!”


    She smiled as she said goodbye to me.


    The room fell into a dead silence after Ste left.


    Finally, Ashton said, “Standing too long is not good for you now.”


    I arched my brow and leaned against the door. “It’s fine. Mr. Fuller, please finish your work first. My feet


    can stand for a few more minutes. I shouldn’t bother you, seeing as you’re busier than a bee.”


    He raised a brow and stood. “Scarlett, do you have to talk to me like that?”


    Iughed, “Like how? It looked like Mr. Fuller didn’t even want to speak to me anymore. That’s fine. Mr.


    Fuller, please continue with your work. I won’t disturb you further.”


    I turned and left.


    However, Ashton wasn’t the kind of person who let problems fester into the night. He blocked my exit.


    “You know that is not what I mean.”


    I chuckled, “It’s fine. Finish your work first.”


    He grabbed my wrist. “Let’s settle this. The person who should be mad is me. You know the kind of


    person Armond is, yet you still meet him privately. I’m angry because I’m worried about you. Why can’t


    you understand that?”


    I raised my head and stared at him. He looked more mature as if he had experienced the vicissitudes


    of life. It made me panic for a second. I kept my panic in check and smiled. “So in your opinion, I’m a


    useless person who didn’t know how to take care of myself? I’m just a clueless idiot, is that it?”


    His forehead creased. “You know that is not what I mean.”


    I chucked, “But that’s what your words are implying.


    “Whatever. You don’t have to exin anymore. Go and finish your work. Don’t bring emotion into your


    work. It’s not professional.”


    I left his office and entered the elevator.


    I left with a smile as I looked at Ashton’s frowning face. I knew that it was my fault regarding Armond


    because I didn’t exin it clearly to him, but there were times when things were moreplicated than


    it seems. An exnation could’ve saved all this trouble, yet we persisted with the solution that made us


    all unhappy.


    I saw Ste again after I exited the elevator. She seemed to be waiting for me. “Mrs. Fuller, are you


    heading back now?”


    I nodded with a smile, “Yes.”


    She looked at me hesitantly, so I stopped and asked, “You seemed to be focused on your work


    recently. Are you dating now? Your parents must be urging you to get married at your age.”


    She was surprised by my remark. “Not really. My parents were quite open-minded. I haven’t met


    anyonepatible, and they respected my decision.”