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.

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

buying chicken at the supermarket and sending Jackson and me home, he went back out to pick Summer and Michael up

how I used to dream about if, by some

care of my children, learn new recipes, and make

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

hatred and anger towards him were poisoned with love. As time passed, those opposing emotions

was hard for me to get used to having a job that gave me so

around the office. Apparently, someone in the hotel had committed suicide by jumping off a building because they were facing

the office debated over

girl’s parents are ministers from K City. I know that our hotel had no part in her death, but it still happened

the hotel recover, but now,

care about the profits our small hotel is making. Those snobbish higher-ups probably don’t

we’re going to become unemployed… To think that I went through so much trouble to work here—where the pay is actually

the hotel receptionists stood near me and chatted as I subtly listened in on their conversation. They did have a point. R Province was

hotel was already considered large compared to the other hotels in the city, with a better salary and working environment. If it shut down, I would

help but sigh internally. It was just my luck that this would happen right before