When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 431

Basically, all the gossips revolving around Nancy was related to Ashton. Anyhow, the magazine did not publish his front profile blatantly.

He was looking at Nancy with his back at the camera. It seemed like a photo taken during an event.

Obviously, the reporters did that to boost the sale of the magazine.

“It’s all nonsense,” he said abruptly.

Startled by his words, I withdrew my gaze from the magazine and looked at him. “What did you order?”

“A family bucket, ice-cream, hamburgers, coke, and French fries.” Summer was thrilled!

I frowned. “Can we finish them?”

She sulked. “Mommy, I can only eat this once a month. I must satisfy my cravings.”

Ashton concurred with her logic and it made me upset. “Summer, eating and working are the same, don’t bite more than you can chew. When you can’t finish it, you waste money. When you can’t deliver a promise, there’s a price to pay and you might even lose the person you love. Do you understand?”

A crease formed between Ashton’s brows. “She’s only four!”

“It’s the same even if she’s a year old. There’s no need to wait until she’s eighteen to understand the principle that she can learn now.” I might have sounded harsh, but I strongly feel that these are things that Summer needs to grapple with at an early age.

He sighed and indicated for us to wait at our table.

Summer seemed to have realized she over ordered. She kept silent for a while and then approached me. “Mommy, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

I nodded. My eyes were fixed on Ashton as he walked toward us.

He put the food on the table and told Summer, “Eat whatever you like and enjoy yourself.”

She waited for my approval before digging in.

I did not have much appetite. The big screen caught my attention. It was still broadcasting the videos of Nancy promoting the jewelry.

“Whether it’s Rebecca or Nancy, to me, it’s all for show. If you mind, I won’t bring along a female companion to any social events.” He sounded firm.

I heaved a soft sigh. “You don’t need to do that. I’ve found my life’s goal and I know what I want. You don’t have to worry about what I think.”

He grimaced. “So, you’re mad at me?”

I denied because I did not care. “Regardless of who you’re with, these are just tactics used by the media to entertain its audience. They can do that at our expense, but we shouldn’t dwell in it.”

A warm smile settled on his face. “I’ll cook tonight.”