When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I heard about the Crest family from Ashton. Though the Crest family had begun as a family of academics, its subsequent generations had made exceptional achievements in various fields ranging from business to medicine. They were well-known everywhere.

Over the years, the Crest family had gained extensive control over W City. Jared’s return to W City would thus serve two purposes—he would be able to spend more time with his family as well as partake in his family’s business.

This is all well and good, but what about Kristina?

Just as my thoughts drifted in that direction, Kristina appeared as if my mind had summoned her out of thin air. There weren’t many customers in the Ferropenian restaurant, so her arrival was hard to miss.

After all, an impeccably dressed pregnant lady who still emanated a youthful air was an eye-catching sight.

I wanted to ignore her presence so we could have a peaceful meal.

However, it seemed like she had purposely dropped by to look for us. After she passed the front counter, she headed immediately for our table.

She looked at us with a sweet smile pasted on her face. “Jared, you’re eating here too?”

It may look like a coincidence, but it’s starting to seem more likely that she planned this. After all, why would a pregnant lady come all the way to a restaurant to eat alone?

Jared frowned as he nodded. His expression was wooden. “You’re here alone?”

She nodded and answered in a velvety tone, “I got bored at home, and you weren’t answering my calls. So, I decided to come out myself.”

“Have a seat then,” Jared spoke flatly as he ordered a steak for her.

steaks were served, Ashton carefully placed Summer on the

know how to cut a steak, and I was too

on Summer’s plate as he spoke to her gently, “Summer, do you

a moment

sight of Jared’s actions. She seemed displeased. She transferred her steak to Jared’s plate and smiled

ate a bite of his steak. He looked around for a waiter

arrived at the table and inquired politely, “Sir, is there anything I can

you please cut this steak up, thank

he’s actually asking a waiter

a glance at Kristina, who had paled and appeared

waiter could only smile meekly as he cut

atmosphere instantly

carefully placed cut pieces of steak on my plate. He spoke gently, “Just eat. Don’t get

I tore my

at me, then turned to look at Kristina. I had no idea what was

asked, “Mr. Crest, do you not

I had drank.

chewed her lips. She looked utterly humiliated but somehow managed

raised his brows and looked at Summer. “Do you

her. Just like how Mr. Fuller loves my mommy. He always takes care of her by helping her cuts her steak or cooks for her. He also calls her a lot to

literally teaches her