When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton continued tapping away at his phone, his demeanor languid. “She’s no longer carrying herself the way a celebrity should. Four years of being in the limelight is enough. It’s time to make way for the new generation.”

“I understand. What about her mother, Vanessa?”

“You make the call. Also, find another celebrity to replace Nancy. This time around, get someone decent.”

Joseph nodded. He gave me a quick look before leaving.

Back in the living room, Summer was chatting happily away with her dog, Snowfluff. It was indeed a wonderful companion for her.

Meanwhile, I tried placating Ashton about the incident earlier on. “There’s really no need to go this far on Nancy!”

He responded with an enigmatic smile. He proceeded to blow on the hard-boiled egg Susan had cooked before gently placing it on my bruise; this helped ease blood circulation.

It was not as serious as Ashton had made it out to be. The marks were barely visible now.

“She needs to learn her place. There are some people in this world she can’t afford to offend,” he said indifferently.

Before I could respond, Ashton noticed Susan had finished preparing dinner. He took my hand, carried Summer in one arm and led the way into the dining room.

the weekend arrived. Ashton had booked an early flight for us to return

up. She noticed beside her,

was holding, he reached out his tiny set of hands. Conflicted, she looked at her precious donut, and then at the kid’s

of deliberation, she walked towards the child’s mom. “Miss, can he play with this?” Summer gestured

her grand gesture and nodded

Summer surpassed the sad longing that was welling up within her. She ran back to Ashton and me before asking, “Mommy, will you give me a brother

pulling her into his arms. “Not so fast, brat. Your

to see him

lips, looking serious. “Then,

course!” Ashton proclaimed. His gentle gaze looking right

once you’re married to Mr. Fuller, will I have

only answer with a helpless smile. Noticing the clock, I stood

a child of her age, she

had fallen sound asleep. Ashton chose this time to pick up where they left off earlier. “How about we get married in

That’s next month!

happening all too fast for me. “Ashton, let’s just take things

Summer’s future was my priority once we returned