When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 841

Since I was still alive and kicking, I had to cherish everything I had.

“It’s getting late. You should rest early. What do you want to eat tomorrow? I’ll make it for you. Since Summer doesn’t have school tomorrow, we can all get together.” Cameron couldn’t conceal the delight on her face.

I smiled faintly and replied, “I’m not a picky eater. Anything’s fine for me.” I was being honest. Although I wasn’t a big eater, I was never picky with my food. I basically ate everything that could be eaten.

She nodded. “Alright, then. I’ll make all my signature dishes!” After making sure I had everything I needed, she left so that I could rest earlier.

Feeling a little sleepy, I nodded in response.

She walked to the door, but before she could leave, she abruptly looked back at me with a serious expression as though a thought struck her. “Did you and Ashton quarrel?”

Her question was like a bolt from the blue and I froze for a second before smiling. “No. I just missed Summer too much, so I called Emery as soon as I got off the plane and haven’t had the chance to tell Ashton about my return.”

At a time like this, Ashton would usually accompany me, but since I came here alone, it would inevitably evoke their suspicion.

to my explanation but didn’t ask

I washed up and climbed into bed. Sensing my presence, Summer groggily nestled herself into my arms, offering

possessed healing powers that specifically worked on their mothers. This statement held true. As long as Summer was beside me, all of the despair from

understand the meticulous care and tentative love Cameron had for me.

gloomy weather in K City was no

and filtered into the bedroom,

my chest like a baby. I watched as her mouth opened and closed in tandem with her breathing, finding it incredibly cute.

weight recently. As I observed

knock! Someone was knocking on the door, so I shifted Summer onto

beneath her eyes as she bemoaned, “Can I crash in your room? Xavier will be the death of me. Why do creatures like children exist in the world,

bed before flopping down like a puppet whose strings had been cut. Then,

but I checked the time and found that it was already eight. I felt well-rested, so I doubted that I could fall asleep again. After washing

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