When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton had designed this study to be extra-large. Not only that, but he also paid special attention to the selection of books and materials in it.

He was worried about leaving Summer alone downstairs, so he carried her up to the study as well.

A children’s study with a starry night sky was even designed especially for Summer. It was dreamy and exquisite, truly a work of art.

Summer hadn’t learned many words, so her choice of books was mainly comic or picture books.

I didn’t want to put too much academic stress on a five-year-old. So instead of making her study more, I let her spend time pursuing her interests.

Initially, I had intended to let her pick up piano when she was three but was told that it might not be good for her joints as she was too young. As such, I let her attend dance and drawing lessons instead.

That entire time, we had a very relaxing and leisurely time in the study. However, even though Ashton had taken the day off, he still had work to tend to.

I had been reading for a while when I looked up, only to see him still busy with work.

Meanwhile, Ashton was typing away furiously at the keyboard with an unwavering focus. He looked especially charming when he was deep in concentration. It was as if he had been placed under a spotlight that accentuated his handsome face.

He paused to pick his cup up for a sip, only to realize it was empty. With a slight furrow of his brows, he placed his cup back down and went back to work.

I closed my book and went to get his cup. Upon that, he glanced at me and smiled. “I can do it later!”

“I just want to walk about.” I smiled back.

After refilling his water, I decided to check in on Summer

comic book. Her chin was propped up in her hands as she swayed her little

kid was devouring her book page after page, pausing for a

couldn’t help but let out a chuckle upon realizing how alike she and Ashton were.

to

her

concentrated on

back to Ashton and saw that he was still hard at work at his

book I was reading, I walked toward his desk with a serious expression. Then I sat down beside him and continued

gentle as he

resting it against his shoulder, and continued

you like to eat?” He stopped what he was doing and put his arm behind me. I could lean

anything I wanted to eat in particular. “I don’t

shall we cook

face, I nodded

said that only because I knew he was so

“Sure!”

as he took a look at what I was reading. “When did you

but look at him with a smirk. “Macy bought this and kept it at Glenwood Apartments. It looked like a fun

“So? Is it good?”

some thought before nodding. “It’s okay.” After a pause, I added, “It just makes me wonder why this president has so much time to travel around the world with