When There Is Nothing Left But Love

At the sight of me hesitating, Gregory lowered his voice. “Mommy, I’ll just try a bite. I won’t eat more than that, okay?”

I understood now. Gregory was the same as his father; information had to be repeated to them multiple times!

“I don’t mind treating you, but you mustn’t call me Mommy anymore. Deal?”

“No problem.” Gregory flashed a wide smile and pulled me by the arm into the shop. “Let’s go, Ms. Stovall!”

Gregory ordered a set meal for children on top of one of each of the best-selling items on the menu. A table for two was soon filled up.

The child was true to his word; he literally tried a bite of everything. The only thing he was particularly fond of was the sundae.

“I thought only girls like sweet things, Gregory?” I teased him.

As soon as I said that, he put down his spoon and wiped his lips in a dignified manner, refusing to touch another spoonful.

“Hey, I’m just messing with you. Carry on,” I said as I pushed the chocolate sundae back in front of him.

will be enough,” Gregory said with a solemn shake of

I probed him. Children

of deep-fried and sweet food is harmful to the body,” he said

six-year-old or a genius who was familiar with the workings of the world. After

in small portions. The more Daddy forbids me, the more I want to try. I’m a

expression was bizarre. If it was normal for a child to not being able to reason, doesn’t it make accommodating

guilt, like a bright spotlight following me around. I looked up

face, but the coldness that he was exuding permeated invasively through the glass and

guilty feeling solidified instantly upon looking

regained my senses, Ashton was

up as

supposed to call me?” Ashton asked coldly with a

to himself as

with helplessness but did not lose his

pick me up in a while but it’s been a long time and she