When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 563

Glaring at him, I huffed, “It hurts the ones who raise her.”

The smile slid off his face when he realized that I was angry, and he pecked on my cheek to appease me. With his hands around my waist, he gently said, “The company will be holding our annual meeting soon. Once it’s over, why don’t we go to Remdik together?”

I nodded repeatedly. Of course, I would pounce on the chance to go out immediately.

As the New Year was right around the corner, Ashton had a lot to do at the company. Therefore, he headed to the office not long after.

My initial plan was to stay at home to read, but Emery called to say that she was back from her honeymoon and suggested meeting with everyone.

“Everyone?” I could not help but blurt.

She helplessly whined, “Hannah, me and you. Who else do you think I was referring to?”

That’s true. I only have that few friends around me.

Naturally, I agreed to it.

We planned to meet by the golf course in the suburbs. However, we were not going there to play golf, but as girls, we were merely there for the scenery and food.

Besides, Emery bought a villa near the golf course recently, and she found many cafes nearby. Although she was interested in visiting those places, she did not have the chance to thus far. Since they were meeting, she wanted to use the opportunity to try them.

At first, I wanted to drive, but Ashton had arranged for a bodyguard cum driver to send me there.

There was no use in protesting. After all, with someone to send me there, it would save me a lot of effort.

Upon reaching the cafe, I was about to call Emery when I heard her shout my name.

We had not seen each other for a few days, and she did seem plumper than before. Perhaps it was because she was pregnant.

In a carefree fashion, she walked to me and hooked her arm around mine. “How rare it is to see you show up this early? We can head in first since Hannah is still on her way.”

I obliged and entered the cafe with Emery.

Although it was labelled as a cafe, it seemed more like a high tea restaurant. Well-decorated and pleasant, it was a good place for gatherings.

Once we stepped in, a waiter welcomed us and politely greeted us, “Hello. May I know if you have made a reservation?”

“Yes, we made a reservation for the pavilion,” Emery promptly replied and passed her reservation confirmation slip to the waiter.

The waiter scanned it before bowing slightly, gesturing for the two ladies to follow him. “Please follow me this way.”