When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399

After more than ten hours, I drove straight to the airport.

Along the way, I dropped Mrs. Eriksen a message, informing her that I won’t be returning for the night.

As I needed to turn off my phone for the flight, I sent Ashton a message telling him that I was busy. After that, I arrived at the airport and boarded a flight for M Country.

As it was a long flight, I drifted in and out of sleep on the plane. By the time I woke up, there were a few more hours before arrival. Hence, I took out the books I bought at the airport to read.

Along the way, the flight made a transit stop. I went to the ladies and grabbed a bite at the transit airport.

When it was time to board again, I almost forgot my book and ran back to get it.

“Ah!” While rushing back out, I crashed into a lady in killer heels.

She was holding a can of Coke which spilled all over her clothes while the beach hat she was wearing dropped onto the floor, revealing her blonde hair.

“My clothes!” she exclaimed.

I quickly helped her clean up with a napkin. While I apologized profusely, I picked up the things she dropped.

Having calmed down, I finally got a good look at her. She had deep blue eyes, chiseled features, and flawless white skin.

She was so gorgeous that even I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her.

“Luckily it’s just Coke and my clothes are dark in color. Or else, it would be impossible to remove the stains. Miss, you are really lucky!” she remarked.

Feeling bad for what I did, I apologized again as I handed her hat back to her.

Shrugging her shoulders, she didn’t say anything further. As she put on her cap, she mumbled, “Mr. White must be wondering where I am.”

With that, she headed to the boarding gate.

After getting my book from the cafe, I boarded the plane again. When I took my seat, I saw the blonde from just now sitting on the other side of the aisle.

She had put her hat back on together with a pair of sunglasses. Also, she was holding a book. When I glanced at it, I realized it was the same book that I was reading—”And Then There Were None.”

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When John saw that I was reading “Murder on the Orient Express, “he complained that I was boring. I wondered who doesn’t like reading whodunnits on a plane.

Noticing that I was looking in her direction, the girl looked back at me in surprise as she removed her glasses, revealing her deep blue eyes. “It’s you again!”

I smiled slightly. “I’m sorry about just now. I’m really sorry.”

Shrugging her shoulders, she replied, “Stop apologizing. I told you it was nothing.”