When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Joseph delivered several dishes over and saw me while I was arranging the books in the living room. As he moved, he asked, “Are you preparing for the exam, Mrs. Fuller?”

I nodded. “I’ve wanted to take the exam for a while but had to postpone it after everything that’s happened. Now that I finally have the time to, I might as well do it.”

He smiled. “That’s good. It’s nice to be able to do the things you like.”

It was rare to hear a typically aloof man like Joseph uttering such words.

When Ashton returned with Summer, I was just about to cook after having washed the vegetables.

Noticing me in the kitchen, his slender figure came up to me from behind and held onto me clingily. “Each time I see you in the kitchen, I think I’m the world’s luckiest man.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t be silly. Who’s coming over later?”

“John and his fiancée, who’s also your future sister-in-law,” he said with a smirk, leaning down to kiss me on the lips when he caught me giving him a sidelong glance.

I swerved in time to avoid it, chiding, “Stop it. Joseph and Summer are around.”

“Just five seconds,” he said in a husky voice.

But it was never only five seconds with him. Had it not been for the vegetables in the frying pan, it would’ve taken several more five seconds than one hand could count.

car engine sounded from the outside. Hearing

jumped on him without

walked over to the passenger side and pulled open the car door with Summer

the woman who would appear in sight was

changed much. She was as gentle and elegant as she used to be, albeit

guess she’s not a

turned toward me and smiled faintly.

returned to my senses and approached her, taking her hand in mine. “It’s been a while indeed. The dishes

took our seats, John glanced at Ashton for a bit before resting his gaze on me. “If you’re used to living in the apartment in the city center, then don’t

obvious he was indirectly telling me

knitting his brows slightly as he placed a slice of meat onto my plate. He smiled faintly. “Eat more. You seem to have lost weight

weight from living alone with

them could have a meal in peace. It seemed

adults’ conversation. Perhaps children tend to

said softly, “Ms. Anne, do I have to call you Aunt Hannah in the

from me. He looked at Summer and said, “Be good, Summer.

John, Mommy says once you get married, I’ll

talk so much during