When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 603

Marcus did not respond and kept his silence. He probably could not find the right words to say. Hence, I kept silent while I continued to stare at the fireworks.

Ashton got out of the bath and hugged me from the back.

“You really like fireworks huh,” he asked in a deep, sexy voice.

I nodded as I took in the lingering smell of the body wash on him. “This is going to be a long winter. Let’s head to R Province when you are less busy. I miss the watermelon and rose plants at the yard.”

“Sure,” he nodded, hugged me at his chest level, and lowered his chin onto my shoulder.

“Who were you on the phone with?” he probed as he took a glance at my phone.

I regained my senses, looked at my phone screen, and wanted to off the phone to end the call with Marcus.

However, Marcus had already ended the call. It was just a lit screen on display.

I felt a tinge of guilt and replied, “A friend called.”

Luckily, I had deleted Marcus’ number from my contacts. Even though my reply was vague, Ashton would never have guessed for it to be Marcus.

He did not probe further. “Go take a shower and sleep early tonight!” he nagged in a gentle tone.

I nodded, placed my phone aside, and entered the bath.

By the time I was out from the bath, Ashton was already lying on the bed. His scars had faded. I dried my hair, climbed onto the bed, and snatched the book away from him.

“No reading on the bed! The bed is a place for sleep,” I nagged.

He gave me a sidelong glance. From up close, his gaze seemed darker, nose bridge higher and lips thinner.

I swallowed my saliva to moisten my dry throat, turned my gaze away, and coughed out, “Good night!”

I buried myself into the blanket while he switched off the lights. I felt my body temperature rise.

He held me closer to his body, and I took a sniff at the fragrance emitting from his body. There was not a single trace of smoke.

“Ashton,” my tensed body leaned into his embrace and continued, “Are you trying to quit smoking?”

He leaned in and lifted my chin. I could still see his charming features and dark gaze under the dim light from the window.

“When was the last time we did the deed?” he asked seductively.