When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Yet, Ashton said something that made me want to punch him. “There’s no use in drinking this soup anyway since we have to follow the doctor’s instructions and not act as we please.”

Upon hearing that, Mrs. Eriksen froze and gave him a puzzled look. “Huh?”

To stop Ashton from spouting more nonsense, I immediately diverted Mrs. Eriksen’s attention. “Hey, did you hear that? I think Summer’s crying. Can you go and check on her?”

“Really? I didn’t hear anything, though,” Mrs. Eriksen got even more confused.

“Yes, I’m sure she’s crying,” I said earnestly. “Why don’t you check on her and see if she needs anything?”

“Oh, okay. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her.” Mrs. Eriksen then ran toward Summer’s room.

I felt sorry for making that up, but that was the only way I could think of to end the awkwardness.

shoulders as if he was not bothered by it. He then stuck his hands into

out my cheeks and followed right behind

and

the truth,” Ashton said while removing his

I dashed to his front and extended

my brows. “We need to

would still need to contribute his sperm. Hence, I needed him to be

if his sperm got drunk because

Hence, we must not make the same mistake again. At that moment, Ashton was still trying to reach for a bottle of wine. He tried to negotiate with me, “Just one sip.

means no! I’ve had enough with all the injections, and I sure as hell don’t want to go

brows, and he looked at me with

I was not ready to give in just yet. “Drink