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.

his shoulders as if he was not

my cheeks and

the soup on the bedside table and slammed the door. “Can you

said while removing his

bar, I dashed to his

mister.” I knitted my brows. “We need to go through a medical

one who would be going through the procedure, he would still need to contribute his sperm. Hence, I needed

sperm got drunk because

at us the 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

way.” I was determined. No means no! I’ve had enough with all the injections, and I

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

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