When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 418

Afraid that Colin would think I was a broken record if I thanked him again, I just laughed self-consciously. “I’ll leave that to you.”

He set the hospitalization form down on the bedside table, sighing. “You shouldn’t try to shoulder everything yourself.”

I pursed my lips.

As it turned out, I was not in a serious condition. Jackson stayed accompanying me. There was someone to take care of Summer, and Colin would visit me sometimes.

I had been busy with work and taking care of Summer every day for the past four years. It felt strange to have a few days of free time with nothing to handle or manage.

Jackson looked at me as we were packing my things before getting discharged from the hospital. “The doctor says that you developed this illness as a result of giving birth. You better take good care of yourself from now on. You’re only thirty years old, so don’t end up looking like a hag by the time you turn forty.”

I hummed, changing the topic. “Summer wants to eat fried chicken. Let’s drop by the supermarket on the way home.”

He rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Of course. That’s your top priority.”

I picked up my stuff and headed downstairs without another word.

kindly offered to drive us and was already waiting for us in the parking

Jackson and me home, he went back

to dream about if, by some miracle, I could spend

I was a more family-focused person. My ideal life was to take care of my children, learn new recipes, and make

past four years. Yet, I always found

loved him too much, my hatred and anger towards him were poisoned with love. As time passed, those opposing emotions canceled each other out and dissolved

office, but it was hard for me to get

listening to some gossip and rumors that were going around the office. Apparently, someone in the hotel had committed suicide by jumping off a building because they were facing

the office debated over the

know that our hotel had no part in her death, but it still happened on our hotel grounds. I have a bad feeling about

hotel recover, but now, it looks like we’ll

I also heard that our parent company is super well-off and doesn’t care about the profits our small hotel is making.

To think that I went through so much trouble to work here—where the pay is actually good and the

subtly listened in on their conversation. They did have a point. R Province was a small

salary and working environment. If it shut down, I would have to look for a new job all over

job that paid even three thousand monthly. I couldn’t help but sigh internally.

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