When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Okay, remind me again before we go.” After a short pause, I glanced at him. “Ashton, can I ask you a question?”

He raised a brow. “What is it?”

“I’ve always thought that you’re angry with your grandpa because he broke you and Rebecca up, but I realized that wasn’t true. Can you tell me why you were so mad at your grandpa?” Some incidents of the past were etched in my memory. I remembered he hadn’t shown up during his grandfather’s funeral.

His gaze darkened a little at my question. After staring at me in silence for a while, he said, “It’s been so long. I don’t really remember why I was so mad at that time.”

Baffled by his answer, I was tongue-tied, so I stopped questioning him.

The following day.

Ashton and I went to Fuller Corporation together. The number of reporters waiting downstairs had reduced significantly. They must have left because of the lack of newsworthy information over the past few days.

Sasha’s parents were not around as well. I reckoned that they were taking care of their granddaughter at the hospital.

The lobby that used to be clamorous was now back to normal.

The moment I stepped through the entrance, Stella skipped to my side and spoke while looking at me. “Mrs. Fuller, you’re here. Isn’t it great that Sasha’s grandparents stopped coming over? You’re amazing!”

moment, I thought she was

a while, Stella finally spotted Ashton. She hurriedly let go of me and greeted him respectfully,

reached out to hold my hand. Without

“Now I know

finally wrapped my head around his words. “Cut the

pulled me into a hug. “That my wife is very

eyes at

preparing dinner, so I called Cameron. The phone rang for quite a while before it was picked up. “Hello, this is

didn’t display the caller ID, so he spoke rather formally. I froze for a

silent for a short while before asking gently, “Letty, have you

finished cooking. I’m staying at Ashton’s tonight. Have you guys had

guess she’ll recover soon. Your mom and aunt are cooking dinner in the kitchen now.

little longer with him before

Picking it up, I greeted him. “Hello, Mr. Murphy.” I

can call me by my name when we’re not at work. I heard from

promise I made to him in Epea, which I put off up till now. Without a second thought, I agreed, “Sure. Let me know

without saying

eyes were fixed