When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“We just need to be seen sitting down and having a meal together. I’m not asking for us to shake hands and make up. It’s just an act.”

I pursed my lips and smiled. “You’re very straightforward.”

She shrugged. “Well, there’s nothing else I can do at this point besides compromising.”

“Sure!” I agreed, thinking that it was just a simple gesture.

There were not a lot of good choices when dining out in R Province. Joyce found a restaurant with comparatively good atmosphere and placed orders for food.

She looked at me sharply. “Since you’re Louis’ daughter, why don’t you date Ashton openly?”

Her sudden question dumbfounded me. “What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t you know that the fiancée and wife of the president of Fuller Corporation have always been the talk of the town? It’s a major focus in K City.” She looked at me in disbelief.

I sipped my drink. “Whatever is the status of our relationship, it’s got nothing to do with an outsider like you.”

She made a face. “It’s fine if you aren’t willing to tell me. I just feel that it’s such a shame to be in a secret relationship with someone and not publicly acknowledge it. It’s embarrassing. It can also hurt the reputation of a dignified lady like you.”

Wow. I didn’t like that comment.

My frown deepened. “Go ahead and read the tabloids if you like to be entertained by gossips and scandals.”

to eat, I rose

one who accompanies him to all kinds of events. Just because you can’t win him over from those girls, you release your anger on

depicted Ashton as a womanizer and also implied that I was a worthless third wheel. I knitted my brows. This is

knows how to pass the blame to others without reflecting on oneself, one will end up bearing the pain and shame

others. All I ever

picked Summer up from school. She

you’re back!” She put her watermelon aside and dashed over to

wings for dinner. We’re just waiting

around,

said that you have some clothes that can’t be washed by the machine, so he’s washing them by

backyard. Which of my clothes is not machine

his regular dark colored suit into the beige casual pajamas I bought for him

he would wear anything other than high-quality tailored

to see him

gaze at me. “You’re back? Just wait for a moment. You can have some

know how a blissful life looks like, but I

answer. Instead, I approached him and took over the washing. Blushing, I told him I would

brows furrowed. “I’m almost done.

just around the area, he insisted, “Bring your mommy to have some