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.

turned around and shot daggers at Ashton, but he shrugged his shoulders as if he was not bothered by it. He then

puffed out my cheeks and

got into the room, I placed the soup on the bedside table and slammed the door. “Can you mind

while removing his tie and threw it on the

bar, I dashed to his front and extended

“We need to go through a medical

the procedure, he would still need to contribute his sperm. Hence, I needed him to

got drunk because of

last time because the progress was disrupted when we got physically intimate. 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

the injections, and I sure as hell don’t want

brows, and he looked at me with a pair of puppy eyes. “My life feels

but I was not ready to give in just yet.