When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 8

Helen scoffed. “She is merely an ingrate. Dad treated her well over the past few years for nothing.”

“Stop it!” Charlie glared at her before he glanced at me helplessly. “It’s late. Your grandpa’s funeral is already over. Go home now.”

“Thank you, Uncle Charlie,” Both Helen and Charlie were over fifty years old. They didn’t have any children and lived comfortably on the shares of Fuller Corporation.

Helen could be rather sharp-tongued, but she wasn’t a bad person at all. They were a loving couple, envied by many others.

As they walked away, I stood in front of George’s grave, still deep in thought. My relationship with Ashton would possibly come to an end since Grandpa had passed on.

I’m going to lose him, after all.

“Grandpa, take care. I’ll visit you later.” I bowed sincerely before I spun on my heels to leave. In spite of that, I was momentarily shocked by the sight that greeted me.

When did Ashton arrive?

by and was gazing at George’s

the sight of me, he hurriedly urged,

come to pick

Grandpa has passed on. You should let it go. After all, he has sacrificed a

his gaze darkened,

rage, but he merely turned

by now. The

got into Ashton’s car. He started the engine and drove off silently. I clenched my fingers, wanting to ask him about

Ms. Larson doing?” I didn’t push her, but she did

thrown forward by the force of it. Before I could react, Ashton pinned me down and

sense of danger,

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