In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 1045

He nodded and leaned back in his seat. Sighing, he closed his eyes with exhaustion. A relationship can really take an emotional toll on a person.

As the car came to a stop in front of our destination, we got out of the car, and John stood nonchalantly at the side. Seeing the unconcerned look on his face, I nudged him with my elbow and said, “No matter what, you need to treat this seriously, okay? You’re not a child anymore. Since you’ve promised Uncle Louis, you need to respect yourself and your date later.”

“I know.” He looked at me expectantly. “Are you coming with me?”

I shook my head and held Ashton’s hand. “Nope. My husband and I will sit at the side while you talk with the lady. If I see you disrespect her, I will not bother to care about your matters anymore. You can do whatever you like.”

He pouted and nodded obediently. “Okay.”

John was about to head to the table that Uncle Louis had booked when Ashton and I were stopped by the host of the restaurant. Apparently, in order to enter this high-end restaurant, Ashton and I would need to make a reservation in advance.

John glared at the host. “What do you mean they can’t enter? You know what? Fine. We’ll leave. Tomorrow I’ll shut down this lousy restaurant!”

He then grabbed my hand, ready to leave. I was rendered speechless by his childish behavior. Thankfully, Ashton stayed calm and stopped John. “You should go in first. We will go in later.”

John frowned. “Why? Are you guys planning to leave me here alone?”

“I’ll call the owner of this restaurant and let him arrange a table for us. If not, Scarlett and I can’t go in,” Ashton replied.

John pursed his lips. “You know the owner?”

I knew John was just stalling for time. Fed up with his behavior, I crossed my arms and said, “John, go wait for us inside. Or else, we will leave immediately. This has nothing to do with us anyway. Now I’ll give you three seconds to move. Three, two…”

“I’ll go in now!” he shouted and stomped angrily away. As he went inside, he kept turning around and looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. “Scarlett, both of you must come inside, okay? Otherwise, I would be very sad.”

If we weren’t at a public place, I would have punched him to death.

Unable to continue looking at his immature behavior, I rolled my eyes. I then turned to Ashton and saw him on a call with the owner, saying, “Is Tasty Elements your restaurant?”