When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I brooded for a good long while. “Isn’t Nick Cameron’s biological son?” I asked Ashton, breaking the silence.

It was obvious how much Cameron loves Rebecca. But she treated Nick completely differently. She was negligent and dismissive of him.

Ashton started the engine. With his eyes on the road, he grunted in acknowledgment. “When Nick’s father married Cameron, his birth mother had already passed away from an accident. He was in his early teens when Cameron became his stepmother.”

Early teens. He was old enough by then. Nick did not feel much affection towards Cameron as well.

“Why did Cameron invite all of us for a meal?” Logically, I would be the last person she wants to meet.

At a red light, Ashton pulled the handbrake and turned to me. “Are you still feeling a grudge?”

“What grudge?” I was startled.

“Towards Cameron and Rebecca?”

I bit my lip and glanced towards Summer, who was fast asleep. “Life is long, we have to move forward one way or another,” I answered evasively.

It wasn’t possible for me to stay where I was. The matter with Macy and the child was out of my control. What was within my control was the ability to make my peace with it.

Rebecca and Cameron weren’t

It was credited to Ashton’s influence within J City. He had good relations and decent financial capabilities.

smiled. “There’s a third member of our little

Household Register always been at R Province?”

married, Grandpa told me to move it over here. But I was thinking of

eyebrow. “Didn’t you and John

found him at

influential in K City. Have you ever thought about why John’s father chose your grandmother out of

at that time,” I replied, nonplussed. It was twenty years

car. “A lonely old lady in a forlorn county town was somehow acquainted with the heir apparent of the Stovall family from

past. I did think that it was a coincidence. When she brought me out of R Province, she told me

it now, however, it did seem strange. Grandma spent her entire life in a tiny

the more it gnawed at me. Now that Grandma was gone,

about the past. Forget about it. It’s cold outside, let’s hurry up and bring Summer

not like the sudden change, so Jackson and I agreed to have her at Peakville Estate by day and at Glenwood at

we got home late to Peakville

door, Ashton appeared to lift me up in his arms before I had the chance

several moments of startled silence, I said, “Ashton, let