In Love, Never Say Never

Afraid that Colin would think I was a broken record if I thanked him again, I just laughed self-consciously. “I’ll leave that to you.”

He set the hospitalization form down on the bedside table, sighing. “You shouldn’t try to shoulder everything yourself.”

I pursed my lips.

As it turned out, I was not in a serious condition. Jackson stayed accompanying me. There was someone to take care of Summer, and Colin would visit me sometimes.

I had been busy with work and taking care of Summer every day for the past four years. It felt strange to have a few days of free time with nothing to handle or manage.

Jackson looked at me as we were packing my things before getting discharged from the hospital. “The doctor says that you developed this illness as a result of giving birth. You better take good care of yourself from now on. You’re only thirty years old, so don’t end up looking like a hag by the time you turn forty.”

I hummed, changing the topic. “Summer wants to eat fried chicken. Let’s drop by the supermarket on the way home.”

He rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Of course. That’s your top priority.”

I picked up my stuff and headed downstairs without another word.

the parking lot. I didn’t have a good reason to refuse him, so I got in his

supermarket and sending Jackson and me home, he went back out to pick Summer and

dream about if, by some miracle, I could spend the rest of my

more family-focused person. My ideal life was to take care of my children, learn new recipes, and make sure

way you want it to. I had let go of many things in the past four years. Yet, I

love. As time passed, those opposing emotions canceled each other out and dissolved into nothing.

it was hard for me to

free time, I distracted myself by listening to some gossip and rumors that were going around the office. Apparently, someone in the hotel had committed suicide by jumping off

office

ministers from K City. I know that our hotel had no part in her death, but it still happened on

into helping the hotel recover, but now, it looks like we’ll have to look for

super well-off and doesn’t care about the profits our small hotel is making. Those snobbish higher-ups probably don’t want to waste money on

much trouble to work here—where the pay is actually good

conversation. They did have a point. R Province was a small city without any large corporations. Instead, it only had some factories

better salary and working environment. If it shut down, I would have to look for a new job

a job that paid even three thousand monthly. I couldn’t help but sigh internally.