When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I completed my second bar exam in early September, and John forbade me from leaving the house ever since for fear of any mishaps during the birth process. He even had a private doctor stay in the guest room and remain on standby.

My babies were expected to be due around the end of December, so I still had two months to go. As I became increasingly lethargic lately, my nightly phone calls with Ashton before bed gradually became weekly ones, and the last time I heard his voice was a month ago.

The weather was still pretty hot in November. While Emma and I were cooling off in the garden out back, we got a surprise visit from Holden.

He had a blonde foreign woman with him. Although she wasn’t the same person he dated half a year ago, they both had equally amazing figures. I quickly had a servant bring Summer into the house when I saw him running his hands over the woman inappropriately.

Despite them both looking extremely attractive, watching them make out in such a hot weather felt incredibly uncomfortable.

I decided to mess with him and urged him impatiently, “Why don’t you get on with what you have to say, Mr. Taylor? Once that’s done, we’ll have the servants prepare the best guest room available just for the two of you. Won’t want you two getting a heatstroke doing it out here, you know?”

Holden stopped what he was doing when he heard that and shot me an annoyed gaze. “Are you calling me weak, Ms. Stovall?”

his personality that well, Emma thought he was actually angry and tried to calm

care what you think! There

now… Back then, I could just mention Ashton whenever I

by saying, “Now that you’re here, this reminds me… I’ve been

frowned and shoved his woman aside as he went livid with rage. “Fine! You

as he continued, “This is the purpose of my visit today. After all the special care

victim card. “Is it

crucial to securing my position on the top! Now, cut the crap and just tell me if

it some thought and looked at his phone on the table. “Is this

Holden replied