When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1560

Promptly, Ashton opened his eyes and reached out his right hand to rap his knuckles against the file on the desk. “Since you aren’t going to accept the betrothal gift, this will be my dowry. Let’s get officially married again.”

We locked eyes across the table. When I saw the look of determination gleaming in his gaze, I couldn’t muster a proper response. He’s not joking at all.

On the other hand, Ashton remained as cool as a cucumber. “There are a total of one hundred and ninety-seven countries in this world. In these countries, there are about six hundred news outlets located worldwide. The cost of prime-time advertisement amounts to around forty million a day. With a three hundred million budget from Fuller Corporation’s quick turnover, it should be enough to keep the advertisements playing for a whole week.”

“Wait a minute, what advertisements are you talking about?” I blurted. Is he rambling to himself? Has he forgotten that I’m still here?

My question seemed to jolt Ashton out of his daze. However, his look of surprise was quickly replaced with a solemn one. “I’m talking about the advertising for our wedding. Since you are getting married to me, shouldn’t we broadcast it to the world?”

Oh my God, who on Earth taught him to say such absurd things with a straight face!

“Pull yourself together. Stop talking about marriage!” I gulped nervously. Did Simone’s tragedy freak him out? I couldn’t help but ask in worry, “Are you all right?”

For several moments, Ashton remained silent as his eyes locked onto my face. Wordlessly, he rose to his feet and circled the desk to make his way in front of my seat. All of a sudden, he lowered his head until it was mere inches from mine. Startled by our sudden proximity, I shied away. Yet, Ashton merely inched closer. Both of his hands clamped around the armrests of my chair, keeping me trapped against it.

It wasn’t until I had my back pressed against the chair that Ashton finally halted his advances. His mouth was so close to mine that the slightest quiver meant that our lips would meet.

“Does it look like I’m not all right?” A playful look flitted across Ashton’s dark eyes. “Is it so hard for you to take the title as my wife?”

Given the look of arrogance on his face, Ashton must have predicted that I was afraid of getting the short end of the stick.