When There Is Nothing Left But Love

He smirked and stated, “Fundamentals of computer science don’t really allow you to detect hostile infiltration of the system through a glance.”

I wanted to say something to defend myself, yet he got ahead of me and asked after he put the agreements aside, “Are you hungry?”

“Yes!” “What do you want to have for late-night supper? I’ll make you something to eat!” After he offered to prepare me a meal, he got up from his seat and switched off his computer.

I didn’t have cravings for anything in particular. Hence, I told him that anything would do.

We walked downstairs, but he was the one who had entered the kitchen, whereas I slouched against the couch in the living room. I couldn’t help but wonder about the goals of the hackers who were behind the incident. There were only a mere few who possessed such capabilities to infiltrate another company’s system without being exposed.

I had a hard time comprehending the hacker’s true intention of infiltrating Fuller Corporation’s system; nevertheless, the only person who crossed my mind was John.

He was a prodigy in the field of information technology, but that was a fact that was merely made known to a mere few.

All of a sudden, Ashton yelled and invited me over. “Hey! What’s bothering you again? The meal is ready. Come over and join me.”

I decided to cast my thoughts aside for the time being as I walked to the dining hall. Initially, I thought that he would merely prepare some simple dishes that could be easily whipped out within a few minutes, but I was astonished once I saw the feast on the table because he had prepared a complete meal for both of us.

Since we were way past the ordinary mealtime, I didn’t expect him to cook up a feast in the middle of the night.

Handing my cutleries to me, he was quick to serve the dishes as he offered, “You should hurry up and finish the meal. Mrs. Eriksen will drop by to get our breakfast ready in the morning. Let’s have our breakfast before we drop by the cemetery.”

If he hadn’t brought it up in front of me, I would have forgotten about the agenda I had suggested a few hours ago. I nodded and affirmed, “Okay!” I had a few mouthfuls of the food he prepared, yet that was it because I wasn’t in the mood to eat anymore.

I stopped savoring the dishes he had

and rebutted, “No, but

me finishing the meal since I seemed

…

we had our meal, we returned to

sleeping over the past few hours, I couldn’t bring myself to sleep anymore. After Ashton took his shower and walked out of the bathroom, he

that he was irritated again. A few seconds later, he told me, “You’ll have to adapt to a normal lifestyle within these next few days. Apart from an afternoon nap, you’re not allowed to

pouted my lips and beckoned for him to get his phone. “Rebecca called earlier. I think she that has something

that, I returned to our bed and tucked myself in,

as he cast his phone aside, lying beside me after he wiped his hair dry. Ashton placed his head on my tummy in an attempt to detect our child’s fetal movement. There wasn’t any obvious fetal movement since our child was merely

telling him, “Hey! You’re

on his arm as he told me, “I have bought our tickets to K City. We’ll depart in two days’ time. Before departing, let’s drop by the hospital for one last prenatal care. Perhaps the baby

Hence, I nodded and suggested, “Why don’t you revert back to Ms. Larson’s call? I suppose that it must be an emergency, seeing that she has called

head in his arms as he responded, “Are you trying

clear by saying that he had no intention to revert back to Rebecca, I decided to stay out of his way as I told him,

sense of security overwhelm me; nonetheless, I couldn’t fall asleep. On the other hand, Ashton, who had to deal with a lot of things on a daily basis, was completely worn out. A few minutes later, I could hear him snoring as

had earlier. I was afraid that I would rouse

started thinking about all sorts of things. What else could I do in the middle of the night? Insomniacs would often start to

to say, I was part of the

my younger days when my grandmother had all sorts of fruits and vegetables in her courtyard.