When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1423


    I did not intend to meddle; I simply cared for the boy and did not wish for him to be harmed. His father


    was too busy earning a living outside to care much. Today, he was abandoned by his future


    stepmother. Who knows what would happen tomorrow?


    With those thoughts in mind, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the little fellow. It looked like he was born


    with a silver spoon in his mouth. It was not necessarily all sunshine and rainbows for him.


    Ashton’s face changed at my words. He stared at me with an odd look in his eyes.


    I was ufortable with being scrutinized like that and was about toe up with an excuse to leave


    when the phone in my purse rang. I extracted it only to discover that it was Emery.


    “How’s everything? Are you home yet?” Emery sounded remorseful. “It was all my fault; I should have


    nned for this beforehand. It was such a rare asion that we got to hang out and now it’s all


    ruined.”


    “That’s alright,” I consoled her. “We can do this again some time. I walked around by myself for a bit


    and was preparing to leave. I’ll give you a call once I reach home.”


    I had been chatting with Gregory non-stop after we had ordered, and hadpletely forgotten about


    Emery.


    I ended the call but the screen remained bright as a call from Marcus came in.


    It was silent on his end except for his voice. “Have you gone out?”


    “Yes.” I nced at my watch and realized that it was almost seven; he would have gotten off work by


    now. “I went shopping with Emery and lost track of time. I’ming home.”


    “Send me the address and wait for me there.”


    “No, that’s alright. I’ll hail a cab. I’m not that spoiled.”


    I wouldn’t be able to argue with him if this went on. The only thing I could do was to forcefully hang up.


    As a result, I left the mall apanied by Ashton and his son.


    It could be due to the father-and-son duo’s attractiveness that cause many to nce in our direction as


    we were walking.


    At the entrance of the mall, we discovered that it was pouring outside.


    The rain did not help matters in regards to the traffic conditions. Being close to seven, the roads would


    be congested. To hail a cab under these circumstances waspletely based on luck at this point.


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    “Ms. Stovall, why don’t you catch a ride with us?” Gregory asked with a tug on my sleeve. Before I


    could respond, he turned hisrge watery eyes toward his father. “Daddy, Ms. Stovall has been kind to


    me today. Can we give her a ride home?”


    Ashton stood silent without a reply.


    We were all adults; it wouldn’t do to disy our rejection too overtly.


    I was about to respectfully decline when Ashton spoke in a low voice. “I’ll drive the car over. Watch the


    boy.”


    I looked up and he was already leaving the mall.


    Soon, Ashton returned with his ck Maybach to the hotel entrance. Though it was drenched in rain,


    his prestigious status was on full disy.


    I was deliberating on whether I should get in when the mall security held an umbre over me and


    Gregory.


    With courteous gestures, he practically shoved us onto Ashton’s car. I had no choice but to allow


    myself to be chauffeured.


    “Oh yeah! We’re going to Ms. Stovall’s home!” Gregory cheered excitedly in the car.


    I reached out and tousled his hair with a smile. I did not speak to Ashton after providing him with the


    address.


    Ashton drove intently with Gregory and I in the back seat. We chatted the entire journey in a rare


    moment of camaraderie.


    Ashton looked back at us through his rearview mirror and seemed distracted. I wasn’t sure if he was


    feeling wary toward me as I noticed that he stole nces at me more often than was necessary, as if


    he was studying me.


    It wasn’t a pleasant feeling to be suspected like that. The strangest thing was that this car did not feel


    unfamiliar to me at all.


    It bothered me and made me feel somber and thoughtful throughout the entire journey.


    “We’re here.” Ashton’s deep voice interrupted me in my reverie.


    With a jump, I exited the vehicle. “Thanks a lot, Mr. Fuller,” I said gratefully.


    The rain had already subsided. It would only take a few strides to reach the shelter of the vi from the


    side of the road where I was dropped off.


    “Hang on,” Ashton called out before I got off.


    With one swift motion, he descended from the driver’s seat, opened the trunk, and came up to me with


    a ck umbre in his hand. He stood in silence with the umbre over the door in preparation for my


    descent.


    I spaced out as I wasn’t used to this sudden intimacy. Before I managed toe to, Ashton said in a


    cold voice, “Are you getting off?”