When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 803

I nodded and smiled bleakly. After another thirty minutes of conversation, the voice on the other end of the line got softer and softer. She was probably getting sleepier by the minute.

A while later, I heard Ashton’s deep, low voice over the phone. “She has fallen asleep. I’ll send her back to her room first—wait for me to come back!”

I nodded. “Alright.”

I couldn’t help but yawn too—it had been a very long day. Five minutes later, I heard Ashton’s voice again. “Are you very tired today?”

I nodded and replied miserably, “Just a little!” I had been working from morning till night, and my entire body was wracked with fatigue.

“Have you washed up yet?”

I shut my eyes and nodded my head hastily. “Of course, I have.”

An odd thought floated into my head that very moment, and I found myself thinking about Armond and Nora. Rather hesitatingly, I ventured, “Ashton, what happens when you men can’t…you know…”

I heard him suck in a deep breath on the other end of the line. After a short pause, he asked, “Can’t what?”

Hearing his suggestive tone, I knew he was thinking all sorts of rubbish again. I opened my mouth and said, “It’s like this. Armond and Nora are in a relationship now, aren’t they? But Armond seems to have some sort of trauma regarding intimacy. I think it stems from something that happened to him in the past. What do you think he should do?”

After all, who could understand a man better than another man?

Ashton laughed lightly. “That’s their own business, I suppose. Why are you poking your nose into it? Stop thinking so much and go to sleep!”

I pouted and replied in a dissatisfied voice, “Gosh, you’re no fun!”

Ashton laughed again. “I’ll be coming over to A City tomorrow. What do you want to eat?”

Almost immediately, I replied, “Korean barbeque and Japanese cuisine! I’m absolutely craving them right now,”

I only had Nora to thank for that—she kept talking about them last night, and now I wanted to eat them too.

Ashton chuckled softly and said, “Alright then, sleep earlier. Make sure to shut the door and windows properly—double-check the locks, do you hear me?”

Getting tired of his nagging, I said consolingly, “Alright, alright, I got it! You should get some sleep too. See you tomorrow!”

After hanging up the call, I flipped myself out of bed and went to lock the door, after which I headed into the bathroom to wash up. Perhaps it was because work had tired me out too much, but I fell asleep almost as soon as my head touched the pillow.

I woke up early the next morning. September in A City meant lots and lots of sunlight—the dews on green leaves on the trees glistened in the morning sun like precious gems on a string of pearls.

I had slept very well indeed, so I felt very relaxed when I woke up.