As usual, I went out for a walk the next morning. I bumped into Ashton and Gregory, who were getting ready to leave their house.
Gregory seemed exceptionally excited to see me. “Ms. Stovall!”
“Good morning Greg!” I smiled at him brightly before glancing towards Ashton. I was surprised to see him staring intently at me.
I regained my composure before I greeted him. “Good morning, Mr. Fuller.”
“Morning,” Ashton replied coldly, bundling Gregory into a black SUV.
As the vehicle disappeared around the street corner, I sighed in frustration.
When I ordered the food delivery last night, I checked Ashton’s background before placing an order that might suit his tastes. His frosty attitude made me question if he really ate the food I had ordered.
I snapped back to reality as I pondered about the situation I was in. Why am I so obsessed with them? Is it just because Gregory is adorable? Or is it because they’ve been appearing in my life far more frequently than Marcus has these days? Argh, it’s confusing!
Emery called me just as I got home.
“Letty, there are some things I need to talk to you about.” Emery sounded much more serious compared to the last two conversations we had.
“When and where?” I was traumatized by my previous experience with the paparazzi, and I wanted to take every available precaution.
After I was discharged from the hospital, I had been watching the news at home. There was no shortage of dating scandals broken by dogged tabloid reporters. Next time, I may not be so lucky.
“I’ll pick you up in a bit.” She hung up before I could say anything else.
Half an hour later, I got into Emery’s car. I could tell she was in a weird mood. “Are you ok? You don’t look so good.”
Though we hadn’t spent much time together, I could sense that Emery wasn’t a natural introvert.
She seemed to fidget uneasily in her seat.
With a somber expression on her face, she nodded. “I’m a bit nervous.”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett )