When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Eventually, I got up and went to the bathroom for a shower. The warm water stung as it hit my swollen bits. After a minute-long shower, I stumbled back toward the bed and collapsed onto it.

I was so drained that I was already fast asleep when Ashton walked out of the bathroom after his shower.

I could vaguely remember him holding me for a bit before leaving.

When I woke up, night had already fallen. Sleeping in the daytime always made me feel as if I had a hangover.

I took my time to get out of bed.

Ashton seemed to be busy with his phone calls in the study. Upon seeing me come downstairs, Mrs. Eriksen immediately went to the kitchen to get me some food.

I did not really have the appetite for all the dishes she had prepared and got her to keep them after a few bites.

The sound of a heavy downpour could be heard from outside. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang. Seeing that Mrs. Eriksen was still occupied in the kitchen, I went to get the door myself. It was Kristina.

She looked absolutely stunning. At the golden age of twenty years old, she seemed to be able to rock anything she wore.

Nevertheless, she was already very much a fashionista herself. Donning a military green casual top matched with a pair of black high-rise wide pants, she looked youthful but classy. Her hair and accessories also looked good.

“Hi, Ms. Stovall. I’m here to deliver the documents that the president requested!” She said as she closed her umbrella, her charcoal eyes peering behind my shoulder.

She was obviously looking at Ashton.

I nodded. “Come on in!”

furrowing, I could not help but wonder why would Ashton get a girl to send him documents on

frowned upon seeing Kristina. “Why

girlfriend fell sick. He’s kind of occupied with that now, so

the documents to

looked at Ashton and said, “Mr. Ashton, Ms. Stovall didn’t eat much just now. I think she’s feeling under the weather too. How about you cook her some pumpkin soup later? It’s her

little taken aback. Evidently, those words were not

change to Kristina’s expression at that but otherwise, she still

Ashton, there

a playboy who would lay a finger

gave me a look and nodded.

completed, Kristina felt compelled to leave. She gave Ashton a look and promptly made her

some strange woman enter the

help but smile. “Mrs. Eriksen, it’s not that serious, you know? He’s quite busy with his work. Ms. Ludwick is his secretary. She

“Didn’t seem like it to me. That

she dropped the banter and went

When I came out of the bathroom, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw a bowl

to the kitchen. Mrs. Eriksen had already returned to her own room. On the other hand, I

seeing me, he said, “Go and have

“You made it?”

a taste,”

agreed to