When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I grinned. “Yes. Who told you that?”

“Uncle John called and told me this morning.”

Surprised, I smiled at her. John was quick at getting updates.

I carried her up and sat on the bed. With a solemn face, I gazed at the little girl. “Summer, I’ll be away for several days. Do you want to stay with Mr. Fuller or Uncle John and Grandpa?”

She tilted her head while staring at me in bewilderment. “Mommy, aren’t you going to bring me along?”

“Summer, you need to go to school, so you can’t go around with me all the time. Just stay in K City. Uncle John, Grandpa, and Mr. Fuller will take good care of you.”

“But I want to go out and have fun with you, Mommy,” she protested with a frown.

“Summer!” I raised my voice. “You can come with me during the school holidays. Do you remember that you’ve taken a day off previously? Everyone has their own responsibilities, children and adults alike. Just like how Mr. Fuller goes to work every day, you need to go to school every day too.”

As usual, knowing that I was angry, the little girl no longer argued with me. She kept quiet for a moment before saying, “Okay, Mommy. I’ll listen to you.”

Opening my mouth, I wanted to say something to comfort her, but in the end, the only words I could say were to ask her to take care of herself.

At night.

It was already 12 a.m. when Ashton came home. In my sleep, I vaguely felt that he got into bed, but I was too sleepy to ask him how things went.

had left

is ready. Before Mr. Fuller left this morning, he asked me to

and allowed her to come

the one taking care of and in charge of the laundry, so I let her do

the clothes Ashton had worn yesterday, her body

at her and saw her holding a white shirt. There

at a loss for words. The

flashed her an assuring smile. “It’s okay. Perhaps it was rubbed on the shirt accidentally. Go

face. To be honest, I was unfazed. After years of being together, I knew full well what

came to loyalty and relationship, I had faith in him, and I wouldn’t doubt him only because of a small

relief, Flora

a short while, she retraced her steps and stood at the doorway. “Mrs. Fuller,

one another for eight years, so I know his character very

she seemed relieved and

having breakfast, I asked Flora to take care of Summer

On my way, I went to a shopping mall and bought

the baby, who was less than one year old, was

but freeze for a second. Handing the baby to the caregiver, she strode over to me. “Why didn’t you tell me you’re coming? I could’ve picked you

leaving my house,” I answered with a smile. My