When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Excuse me?” His statement got me confused.

“The twins belong to the Hall family. Do you want to hand them over to me, or do you want me to get rid of Ashton, so I can become the custodian of the kids?” Christopher threatened in a nonchalant manner.

What? He came all the way here to see me because of my children?

Instead of atoning for the mistake he made two decades ago, Christopher was now threatening to get rid of Ashton to get his hands on our babies.

Why does he want to do this? What on earth does he want?

It was obvious the man did not care for Ashton at all.

A father who wanted his son to vanish off the face of the Earth. How outrageous!

You faked your death twenty years ago and made Ashton’s life hell. And yet, you now return merely to snatch our kids away? Are you heartless? How can you even

wanting to ruin things any further for Ashton, but I wanted Christopher to

have known that his request was absolutely nonsensical. I thought I had knocked some sense into his head and made him feel sorry for the things he had done. Yet, I saw no remorse in

done

that of Ashton. I felt like I was dealing with another Ashton, but I could not read

for me

how he made a name for himself and the Fuller family in K City. Right now, I was dealing

could you do this to him?” I willed my voice to stay calm, trying to defuse the

no intention to apologize to him, then at least tell him the

arms across his chest. “You should be

left me feeling baffled. He then lowered his eyes and mumbled, more to himself than to me, “That’s the only reason we

think Ashton is solely a tool to procreate? Don’t you care for him? I’m absolutely disgusted by how you present yourself as the perfect