My hand felt warm in his. Looking over at the bags placed by the side, I said somewhat awkwardly, “It’s just a few pieces of clothing.”

Emery chuckled jovially. “And a pair of shoes for me,” she added.

Emery took a few tentative steps, then turned to me and marveled, “These shoes are fantastic! Much better than high heels.”

I smiled at her.

Ashton looked at me and raised an eyebrow. His grip on my hand tightened somewhat as he picked up the bags from the floor and pulled me along with him.

“Hey Ashton, are you blind? There are some more bags here,” Emery yelled after us. She was seething.

Ashton said nothing. Paying no heed to Emery’s indignant cries, he dragged me headlong towards the mall’s exit.

I stopped short in my tracks. “We left some bags behind?”

Ashton furrowed his brow. His gaze settled on something beyond me.

I turned to see Hunter Zane striding towards us. Recognition dawned on me, and I followed Ashton obediently.

Ashton had parked his car just outside the mall. It was a black McLaren sports car and looked tremendously flashy.

“Why did you choose this car today?” The car was impressive, but I had rarely seen him driving it.

We placed our bags in the trunk. I noticed that they were all the items that Emery had picked out for me. How did Ashton know that?

“I just randomly chose this one,” Ashton answered shortly. He pulled me into the car. “What would you like to eat?”

Joe in the mall and exclaimed,

lip,

replied briefly,

“Scarlett, I’ll be enjoying a candlelight dinner with my husband tonight. I’m afraid I won’t be able to join

her and waved goodbye. Ashton had secured my

pain and looked at him

me anything!” Ashton retorted hotly.

but give in. “I’ll buy something for you another day,

be happy with anything as long

What?

children must be a woman! Who else would be able

reservations under his name at a

one considered the winter cold, but the pasta they served here was al

their usual trio, Joe had brought

a few days ago. It’s received multiple smashing reviews online, let’s if

been a man of few words. He merely nodded

either, knocking back

the villa to see

for them to pick up where they had left off before. The situation, however, was far too awkward to even consider

decided to call for the waiter

swept away the tea and juice on the table. When he approached me, intending to come for

moment, then moved on

gave us a questioning

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