In Love, Never Say Never

I brooded for a good long while. “Isn’t Nick Cameron’s biological son?” I asked Ashton, breaking the silence.

It was obvious how much Cameron loves Rebecca. But she treated Nick completely differently. She was negligent and dismissive of him.

Ashton started the engine. With his eyes on the road, he grunted in acknowledgment. “When Nick’s father married Cameron, his birth mother had already passed away from an accident. He was in his early teens when Cameron became his stepmother.”

Early teens. He was old enough by then. Nick did not feel much affection towards Cameron as well.

“Why did Cameron invite all of us for a meal?” Logically, I would be the last person she wants to meet.

At a red light, Ashton pulled the handbrake and turned to me. “Are you still feeling a grudge?”

“What grudge?” I was startled.

“Towards Cameron and Rebecca?”

I bit my lip and glanced towards Summer, who was fast asleep. “Life is long, we have to move forward one way or another,” I answered evasively.

It wasn’t possible for me to stay where I was. The matter with Macy and the child was out of my control. What was within my control was the ability to make my peace with it.

Rebecca and Cameron weren’t doing so well

surprisingly easy. It was credited to Ashton’s influence within J City. He had good relations and decent financial capabilities. He must have pulled some strings to get the matter resolved for us without

over at my household register and smiled. “There’s

Household Register always been at

Grandpa told me to move it over here. But I was thinking of Grandma. She would be left alone if

you and

found him at Grandma’s and took

Have you ever thought about why John’s father chose your

circumstances at that time,” I replied, nonplussed. It was twenty years ago, who

old lady in a forlorn county town was somehow acquainted with the heir apparent of the Stovall family from K City, and a famous merchant in J

old Mr. Fuller in the past. I did think that it was a coincidence. When she brought me out of R Province, she told me that old Mr. Fuller was

think much of it at the time. Looking back at it now, however, it did seem strange. Grandma spent her entire life in a

it gnawed at me. Now that

the past. Forget about it. It’s cold outside, let’s

not like the sudden change, so Jackson and I agreed to have her at Peakville Estate by day and at Glenwood

hectic day, we got home late

to lift me up

startled silence, I said, “Ashton, let me down.