When There Is Nothing Left But Love

It was an hour’s journey from the villa to the Fullers’ family home. Throughout the entire hour, I felt like I was in a daze.

My mind was flooded with thoughts about the child in Rebecca’s belly and the look in Ashton’s eyes before he left. I couldn’t seem to draw enough air into my lungs.

My chest tightened, and just as the car pulled to a stop in front of the Fullers’ family home, a wave of nausea washed over me. I rushed out of the car and retched on the flowerbed for a long time, unable to throw up.

“It seems like being Mrs. Fuller has made you fragile, seeing that you’ve almost vomited after a short car ride.” A sharp and distasteful voice sounded out from the front door of the house.

I didn’t need to look to know who it was. George had two sons. The elder one was Christopher Fuller, who had died in a car accident along with his wife years ago, leaving his only son, Ashton, behind. George’s second son was Charlie Fuller.

At that moment, the one mocking me outside the family home was Uncle Charlie’s wife, Helen Clarke. There were many internal feuds within wealthy families, so I had already gotten used to this.

my stomach as I stared at Helen, greeting her politely. “Aunt

or perhaps she was disgruntled because George had valued Ashton so much that

noticing there was no one else inside the car, her expression darkened. “What? Ashton,

into a smile and gave her a perfunctory reply. “An important issue has arisen, so

has placed all his hope on. I wonder

respects. Although Helen was repulsed by me, for

family home together. George’s casket was in the middle of the hall where some white flowers were arranged on

all clad in black mourning attire. George was well-known, so those who came to offer their respects were all from outstanding backgrounds. Charlie

Stovall.” Mrs. Eriksen strode toward me with a sandalwood box

there weren’t many descendants. George had always preferred a life of peace and solace and had only hired

on her face. “This was left to you by Mr. Fuller before he passed on. Keep