When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Thus, Ashton was simply overthinking it.

When we finally arrived home, I was too tired to even get out of the car, so he carried me bridal style all the way into the bedroom.

In no time, I was soundly asleep.

…

The next day, I woke up to find the other side of the bed empty. When I tried to find my handphone, only did I realize that I’ve accidentally left it in the pavilion.

After washing up, I headed downstairs and was instantly greeted by Mrs. Eriksen, who was brought back to the house by Ashton. “Good morning! Your baby bump looks bigger! Well, I bet it’s a baby boy.”

I was amused. “We didn’t check the baby’s gender to keep it a surprise, so I can’t tell right now.”

Mrs. Eriksen pursed her lips upon hearing my words. Fixing her eyes on my belly, she insisted on her opinion, “Believe me, the baby must be a boy! Oh, I almost forgot! We’ve prepared some fish stew for you. The broth is rich and well-seasoned. Come, have a taste!” Both Mrs. Eriksen and Molly had prepared a tableful of dishes.

Having not seen Ashton anywhere, I asked, “Where is Ashton?” Has he gone to the office again?

“Mr. Ashton left the house early in the morning, but he said he would have lunch with you. I think he’ll be back at any minute.” Mrs. Eriksen replied while serving the fish stew and other dishes.

I knew Ashton was very busy lately, and I agreed with Cameron in saying he was an ambitious man. After all, his goal was never K City, but the global market. K City was only his stepping stone to take his company global by entering the Western European market.

The thought of this left me feeling deflated. Cameron was right. If Ashton chooses to be with Rebecca, he could’ve gotten more support and help in building his business empire.

birth to the baby, I could no longer work in Fuller Corporation after that accident at HiTech and the problem

fishbone stuck in my throat. In an instinct, I made a few forceful coughs hoping to dislodge it but to no

Eriksen immediately fetched me a glass of water and then patted me on my back. “Oh no! You got a fishbone stuck in your throat! Are

tried to swallow hard, but the sharp pain in

this, Molly picked up the phone

then, Ashton was back in time to see them in a

Eriksen answered, “Letty

my aid. “Open your mouth!”

at straws, doing as he said. He lifted my chin with his hand, propping my mouth open with his

to the living room to grab

hurry? The food is all yours. I won’t steal food from

words. Looking at him with a pitiful face,

teach you a lesson.

believe not only that he didn’t try to console me, but he reprimanded me instead.

heat off

his eyebrow. Eventually, he decided to

long before Dr. Linnard arrived. He managed to remove the fishbone from my throat in no time. “Fortunately, it was stuck in your pharynx.

removed, but I had lost

act of pushing the fish stew aside, Ashton shook his

seat beside me and then handed me another bowl of