When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1470


    Everyone froze. After a few moments, Ashton coldly surveyed our ensemble. His gazended on


    John’s hand, maintaining its tight grip on mine, and lingered. Without betraying any hint of emotion,


    Ashton said coolly, “Wasn’t it enough for you to take Audrey away? You had toe back and take


    Scarlett too, hadn’t you? Did you think I’d stand idly by and let you do that?”


    Johnughed in derision. Narrowing his eyes, John looked at Ashton with evident contempt.


    Ashton, however, did not take the bait. He slowly shifted his gaze to Audrey, who was still perched on


    John’s arms. Ashton’s gaze softened. Gently, he cooed, “Audrey!”


    Audrey’s face burst into an expression of rapturous joy. Squirming in John’s arms, she proimed, “Mr.


    Fuller, you’re so handsome!”


    We were all rather nonplussed by Audrey’s sudden confession. Bemused, I reflected, Is this really the


    best time to be talking about looks?


    The charged atmosphere was abruptly reduced to a state of awkwardness.


    John’s face looked glum. Meanly, he snapped at Audrey, “Audrey, what did I teach you?”


    “I remember now!” Audrey’s features were squished in a moment of intense concentration. Suddenly,


    she raised her finger and intoned, as if she was reciting her lessons, “Other than Uncle John, any other


    men who are handsome are bad men!”


    “That’s right,” John nodded his head in satisfaction. He gestured dismissively at Ashton, then turned to


    look at Audrey solemnly. “I’ll give you another chance. What do you call this man?”


    Audrey’s mouth rounded into a perfect O. Proudly, she hollered, “You’re a bad man!”


    “Good girl! I’ll buy you a new dress when we get home,” John said approvingly. Even as he teased


    Audrey, however, his eyes never once left Ashton’s face. The two men continued staring defiantly at


    each other, neither willing to concede.


    What strange theories has John imparted to Audrey? I wondered in mild surprise. Does this mean that


    besides John, no other man in this world can talk to her?


    I groaned inwardly. Men’s egos can really manifest in the oddest forms!


    Ashton, however, looked utterly unfazed by the ridiculous skit he’d just witnessed. Beaming brightly at


    Audrey, he said in a mellow, cajoling tone, “Audrey, it’s Daddy! Are you sure you don’t want a hug?”


    Aghast, John immediately tried to intervene, but to no avail.


    “Daddy?” Audrey’s ears instantly pricked up. Wide-eyed with delight, she eximed, “Are you really my


    daddy?”


    “Of course.” “No!”


    Ashton and John answered Audrey both at once. The difference between the two men could not be


    starker. John had spoken vehemently, his eyes wild. He looked as if he was on the verge of erupting


    with fury.


    Ashton, however, had given his answer confidently, with a look of serene assurance on his face.


    Entirely sé about John’s indignation, he continued, this time extending both his arms to Audrey,


    “Come to Daddy!”


    As he spoke, Ashton threaded his arms beneath Audrey’s, coolly lifting her out of John’s arms


    altogether.


    Audrey looked at Ashton, hesitating for a brief moment. She then leaned towards him tentatively.


    John was astounded by Ashton’s audacity. He tightened his grip on Audrey, then quickly retreated a


    few steps backward, ordering hotly, “Take your dirty hands off her!”


    Ashton’s hands were left barren. They hung limply in the air for a moment, then fell back to his sides. A


    wry smile hovered on his lips, “It’s fine. Thanks foring all this way to deliver my daughter to me,


    anyway.”


    A cold gleam shed across John’s narrowed eyes. Maintaining his firm grip on my arm, John drew


    Audrey and me aside. After gently setting Audrey down, John knelt before her, saying meaningfully,


    “Princess, you haven’t sung for Uncle John in a while, have you?”


    When Audrey heard those words, she immediately danced in glee, pping her hands joyfully. “Oh,


    goody! Uncle John’s going to fight!”


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    Without another word of warning, Audrey turned me around. Our backs facing John and Ashton, she


    immediately began singing enthusiastically, “Jingle bells, jingle bells…”


    I found this entire scene peculiar and twisted my body to look back at John and Ashton. In those brief


    moments, the air behind me had be charged once again with clear animosity.


    Ashton nced at Joseph. Joseph, immediatelyprehending, walked forward and rested an arm on


    John’s shoulder. Briskly, almost apologetically, Joseph said, “Mr. Stovall, why don’t you step outside


    with me? Mr. Fuller will take care of Ms. Audrey here.”