When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Ashton nodded. “Are you hungry?”

I suddenly felt as though he was the one taking care of me instead of the other way round.

I parroted his question back to him. “Are you hungry?”

Cameron stirred in her sleep and woke up. She stared at Ashton and I for a few seconds before looking at the time on her phone.

Seeing that it was already past noon, she got up and poured me a glass of water. “Here, drink something. Your father went home to make lunch. He should be back any minute.”

I froze for a moment before taking the glass of water from her. I turned to Ashton and asked, “How are you feeling? Do you feel any better?”

He nodded. “It doesn’t hurt as much anymore.”

Cameron got up and headed to the toilet. When she came back out, she wiped her hands on a paper towel and asked, “What do the both of you fancy for lunch?”

Ashton shook his head, expressing his indifference. He turned to me and asked, “Do you have anything you want to eat?”

I thought for a while before shrugging. “Anything’s fine!”

Off the top of my head, I couldn’t think of anything I really wanted to eat.

Cameron picked up her bag and left the room. My phone, which I had neglected since coming into the hospital, rang loudly all of a sudden. Emery was calling me.

She sounded rather sharp over the phone. “How are you doing? Are you feeling alright? Which hospital did they send you to?”

at a hospital in W City

before saying, “I know you’re in W City. I

Hospital.

coming to look for you in

felt rather stunned. Shooting a glance out of the window, I stammered, “When

later. Send me the

and

we should let her run around the city in her condition—it won’t

and pick

called the nurse over to change his bandages. With that, I turned

the hospital and told me not to go and pick her up. However, I still felt a little worried for her. I called a cab for her and personally told the driver where to drop

the hospital wasn’t far from the airport. Emery arrived half an hour later and

she was wearing maternity clothes that were loose and drab, it was quite obvious that her stomach had swollen

me and asked, “It’s going to be new year’s eve soon, and it has started to snow

gently. “We haven’t actually decided yet. Ashton is heavily injured, so he might have to stay

looking rather solemn. “The Crest family has been throwing their weight around for years. It’s time somebody put them in

hire a man to do it—it was Jared Crest himself. He never really got over the incident with the Fullers’ youngest

mess. What else does he have to live for? Most grudges are best left

mulled over her words. Life was full of twists and turns. How could

remain silent, she asked, “What did

shook my head despondently. “I’m not sure, actually. Ashton seems to have no intention of investigating the situation further. Instead, he passed on the

six now. He’ll be in his forties by the