When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I had thought that Ashton had already forgotten about the matter of having our own kid. But little did I expect, he would bring this up again when he was drunk. Obviously, a kid was something, or someone rather, that would be with you your entire life. Who wouldn’t want their own flesh and blood?

After a long silence in my own thoughts, I went and lay down beside Ashton. “Ashton, do we really need our own child?” I asked with a hoarse voice.

I couldn’t be sure whether he had heard me or not since all he gave in response was a subtle wiggling of his eyebrows amidst his slumber.

He really did have a lot to drink.

The next day, the morning light had already shined through the yellowing leaves onto the ground when Ashton woke me up.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw him laying next to me, with a smile on his face.

“You’re awake!” I hoarsely exclaimed after rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“Yup!” he answered with a nod and a smile.

“Does your head still hurt?” I asked as I couldn’t get what happened last night out of my mind.

He reassured me with a slight shake of his head and scooted closer to me. “Did you help me undress?” he whispered.

what’s wrong?” I queried with

help but follow his gaze onto his well-sculpted body. To

the silence, my flushed cheeks didn’t do me any favors in hiding the awkwardness radiating from me. Trying to break the awkward atmosphere, I muttered, “Don’t get your hopes up. Nothing

now?” he interrupted with a mischievous look on his face. Time felt like it stood still while he stared deeply at me with

put his giant palm on my waist and got on top of me.

let’s just say that Ashton’s vigor in

day, I caught Ashton coming out of the bathroom in a superbly jovial mood. “So, will you come

to the hospital for a checkup as

you!” he responded with

the hospital. Just head on over to the office yourself. I’m sure there’s a lot on your plate over there, and you don’t need to be distracted right now,” I persuaded. Even though I only said it so that we could finally get a move on with our day, I knew that all I said was

in thought contemplating what I had just said, and after a brief pause, he nodded his head in

ask before being interrupted

my forehead a quick peck before answering his phone on the balcony. Seeing as he was occupied, I took this chance to

from the night before in the bathroom, so I picked them up and took them to the laundry room. However, upon placing his clothes into the washer, I heard a clanking sound coming from his pile of clothes. After a brief investigation, I found the source coming from his trouser pocket and found what appeared

inspection, I saw that they were vitamin A tablets. Why is he taking vitamins? Has he been feeling unwell

find Ashton hurriedly putting on his clothes