When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I offered no retort. The intense crying I did leave my eyes tired and puffy. I watched Ashton for a while before I drifted off to sleep.

I then had a lengthy dream.

In it, Macy, Jackson and I were back in high school. We were lazing around beneath the shade of a tree, watching other kids play with crickets. The fearless Macy pissed off their head honcho. Jackson then charged up and tangled with them. He was like a brave gladiator who did not cry out even as his head bled.

When I awoke, there was only the sedate expression on Ashton’s face as he slept next to me.

I extended a hand to caress his face. There was simply no going back to where we came from.

…..

After the ten-day long hormone therapy, I was finally able to have an ovum successfully extracted from my body. The artificial insemination process also went well. In three days, the cultivated embryo would be ready to be inserted into my uterus.

It was also today that Ashton did not have me sent home as usual. Instead, he ferried me to the Fuller Corporation personally.

me to warm my seat before Ashton produced a file from under the table, which he

it. The heading read—Letter

the shares I have on

down the document. “Has this something to do with the investment

had explained to me the importance of the financing, I still had reservations about it as the risks involved were too

the letter. More importantly, the lab results would be confirmed in the next few days. It was difficult enough for us to be able to conceive, so whatever GW may be up to, I don’t want you to

my opinion was made

either one. Which do you prefer?”

I could say in response as

not completely unfounded. Everything that happened before this could have stemmed from our failure to maintain a low profile. Ashton might have thought that perhaps I

end, I declared in indignation, “You might as well publicly announce

in jest,

I was flabbergasted.