When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I began to pity her. She’d become a bundle of nerves over the appearance of this kid. I scoffed, “Biological relationships are such fascinating things. No one can predict how they’ll play out in the future, so here’s a piece of advice for you—just focus on the baby in your belly and live your life without worrying about every little thing.”

Jared obviously doesn’t love her at all. The only bargaining chip she has is her unborn baby.

I didn’t want to continue debating such meaningless topics with her, so I quickly entered the restroom.

Suddenly Stacey was calling me. I was reluctant to pick up the phone but decided to answer the call after some thought.

“Are you busy? Can we grab a bite together tomorrow?” She worked at Fuller Corporation, and I knew she was busy as she frequently commuted between K City and J City.

After some thought, I replied, “Tomorrow’s the weekend. I may need to bring Summer to the book store. I can’t confirm if I’ve any free time yet.”

“We can just grab a quick dinner. It won’t take long.” She paused for a moment before continuing, “I know you have some misgivings about me, but Scarlett, you need to hear me out. We always have to put ourselves first. Besides, she deserved it.”

Stacey’s accusation against Nancy on the filming set—whether intentional or not—wasn’t a big deal to me. But I do have the right to choose my own friends, and I’d rather spend my time with people who share my values.

“Alright, see you this weekend then.” Phone calls were devoid of visual cues and could often be misleading.

She answered, “See you!”

I hung up, I exited the restroom and noticed that Summer wasn’t at our table. Only Ashton and Jared were there. I frowned as I

dessert; she went to

Jared. I looked at Ashton and

my panic and stood up, holding my hand. “They’re just in the restaurant. Don’t worry, they’ll be back

I don’t trust Kristina. It’s just that her character is unreliable. Summer’s very

round before seeing Summer. She was busy choosing desserts from the display

taking a photo of Summer on her phone. I frowned and strode forward, snatching the phone from her hands to delete the

Ludwick, that is my daughter. You can’t take or distribute photos of her without

chagrined as she looked at me. “Scarlett, don’t you think you’re overreacting? I just thought her expression was adorable when she was choosing desserts, so I wanted to take some photos. I don’t have any ulterior motives.

towards me, I looked at Kristina. “For your

She’s not really yours though. And yet, you’re devoted to her. Don’t tell me the rumors are actually true? Is Mr.

simmering with anger as I replied, “If you don’t use your

true? Ashton can’t

bit into my ear. No one else around us would’ve

my hand, I slapped her without a hint of hesitation. It wasn’t a hard