When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I knew he was surprised, but I would try my best to resolve the dispute between George and him to free up his worries and to repay him for his kindness towards me.

Ashton was already in the kitchen when I got out of the bathroom.

He saw me and noticed that I was barefooted. “The floor is cold, so please wear slippers!” he said out of concern.

Ah!

I was too focused on looking for him that I forgot about it.

After slipping into a pair of slippers, I entered the kitchen to take a peek at what he was cooking. “What are you cooking?” I asked to find out what was behind that rich, comforting smell.

“Chicken soup!” he replied with pride. He came close to me with his gleeful eyes and requested, “Give me a kiss!”

I was startled, and I blushed. “Have you decided when to visit George?” I tried to change the topic.

He noticed, so he smirked and teased, “I’ll tell you after you give me a peck on my cheek!”

I gave him a light peck on his cheek and looked at him, “Alright, can I know now?”

Ashton smiled so brightly – he resembled a happy baby with blushed cheeks and flushed ears.

“The day after tomorrow then!”

“Great!”

that night. When I woke

back to Glenwood Apartments to retrieve my cellphone. It felt awkward to

Macy and Mrs. Eriksen chattering

you get

quite some time already. I brought your cellphone and bag here for you. Let’s get some breakfast

in reply as the plan

was a time when she was in the kitchen with Mrs. Eriksen, and both of them discussed topics from food to raising kids. I would not be surprised if they carried on their conversation

after breakfast, so I was able to grab Macy to go to the

Let’s go!

reason why I’m tempted to move in with you!” she exclaimed while munching on the green mango salad that she brought

chuckled. “You are

who had been with the Fullers for many years. Hence, she was

car?” Macy exclaimed as she pulled open the glove compartment at

looked up at me and questioned, “Didn’t the doctor advise limiting the consumption

those were what the doctors prescribed to me. Dr. Crest prescribed some drugs to help suppress my nauseousness and to

expression changed when I mentioned Jared. “Oh,” she

you plan on telling Dr. Crest about your

annoyed tone, “The baby is mine, and it has nothing to do with him. I

and parked the car in

was already 11 a.m. “Should we bring some breakfast for Jackson? He

service. Let’s go!” She pulled me into the lift and commented, “That sleepyhead is probably still in