When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The yard in the villa was equipped with a pavilion. It was a perfect place for having a conversation when the weather was nice.

Ashton was leading us to the pavilion. Then, he ordered me, “There are some fruits in the fridge. Prepare some fruits and brew us tea.”

With my brows knitted, I pointed at myself while asking in disbelief, “Me?”

The man raised his brow. “Do you have a problem with that?”

Of course, I have a problem with that! Aren’t I here to discuss the project? What, now I’m your errand girl?

Just then, Rachel put the lunch box down and said smilingly, “Mr. Fuller, let me do it so Ms. Stovall can get some rest. You should eat first; see if the food I brought you suits your liking.”

“It’s fine. Let her do it. She knows the place better.” Ashton cast his gaze at me as he spoke.

Hearing that, my eyes widened. What is he talking about? I know the place better? I have never come to his house since he moved here!

Meanwhile, Rachel’s smile stiffened.

I thought Ashton must have said that on purpose so that he could order me around. Reluctant to waste my breath on him, I made my way to the house.

Standing in front of the door, I turned to look at the man sitting in the pavilion and waited for him to tell me the password.

Having developed a good rapport over the years, Ashton raised his brow and answered my unasked question, “Our daughter’s birthday.”

was overwhelmed with mixed

door unlocked as I

Yet, it was definitely a large house in

villa was way smaller than all those previous

rest. Instead of having a black-and-white interior decoration style, the

replaced by warm-color fabric furniture. Summer and my pictures were everywhere in the living room,

father, which were probably taken after I left K City. Apart from that, there were also pictures featuring

me sending Summer to school, taken

pictures brought a bittersweet feeling to my

my gaze. Soon, I wiped off the

found the tea leaves. Then, I took the fruits out of the fridge

of the ornaments and furnishing in the villa were

was back at the pavilion with freshly brewed tea, Ashton was reading the document. As for Rachel, she was sitting next to the man,

the table was being opened, yet the food was

I noticed that Rachel

sure of your preferences, so I only prepared Earl Grey.” With that, I placed the two cups

aside, Ashton looked up at me and uttered, “There’s juice and milk in the fridge. I have them prepared

that. Nevertheless, with a faint

I need to discuss the project with the shareholders, and I need you to contact Armond concerning