When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When Mrs. Eriksen found me in the study, I was staring blankly at the bookshelves. “Mr. Ashton went to work early this morning. There’s probably something urgent for him to attend to. He cooked you the soup that you like again and boiled some eggs. He also reminded me that you need to go for a walk after breakfast,” she said.

I nodded with a smile on my face. What a refreshing day!

As I went to the kitchen after having breakfast, I was startled to see a plethora of fruits which were organized in neat boxes. “Wow. Why did we buy so many fruits all of a sudden?” I asked Mrs. Eriksen.

Putting away the mop she was using, Mrs. Eriksen replied, “Mr. Ashton brought back those fruits just the night before. He said that someone had sent them to you. They are all the freshest fruits that are in season! I’ve washed some and left the rest in the fridge.”

Thinking back to the time when Macy called me, I nodded to myself. These must be from her.

But the sheer quantity of it is… She’s definitely treating me like a pig!

With nothing to do that day, I decided that I would pay a visit to the company. Turning to Mrs. Eriksen, I said, “Can you wash them for me? I want to bring them to the company to share with others!”

I’ll pay Jared a visit while I’m at it. It’s about time I tell him about Macy.

“Okay!” Mrs. Eriksen began preparing the fruits.

When I tried to help her, she quickly stopped me, saying that pregnant women should not be doing housework.

I sighed inwardly. Everyone is pampering me so much nowadays. Unable to decline her kind gestures, I stood by the side and helped with the packing.

a while, we finally finished all the

fruits into the car, I turned to Mrs. Eriksen and told her that I might eat out

I

reached Fuller Corporation, I dialed Ashton.

had breakfast?” His voice sounded

at the company. I brought some fruits. Are

there a

me way too much

few minutes.”

I could see Joseph in his black suit running toward my car swiftly. “Mr. Fuller’s in a meeting. I’ll help you with the bags instead,”

the car

seeing the mountain of bags, Joseph gave me

today. I think these would

visited the company, but it felt great to greet some

lift, I came across Kristina in a figure-hugging one-piece with her curls cascading down her

way to deliver some documents. Noticing my presence, she greeted me politely, “Ms. Stovall, are you here

too hot today,

spoke in my ears, “Mrs. Fuller,

high rank in the company. She was a well-respected figure

it, really. She’s only in her twenties. With a bright future of endless possibilities, there’s no need for her to