When There Is Nothing Left But Love

At her age, Audrey couldn’t understand her uncle’s joke. Tilting her head, she asked with concern, “Uncle John, are you not feeling well? Me too. Just follow me, Uncle John!” She proceeded to demonstrate a breathing exercise. “Breathe out all the bad energy and you’ll be as good as new!”

Due to my previous experience with Summer, I was worried that Audrey had come down with some sort of illness. “Are you not feeling well, Audrey? Tell me where it hurts,” I asked anxiously.

Audrey shook her head first and peered at me innocently. “No. I just don’t like the smell of that man’s place.”

I immediately realized that she was talking about Nathaniel’s art gallery. Indeed, oil paint gave off an unusual smell, but it was already much better after drying up. The paintings had also undergone special care and maintenance. Hence, the smell usually wouldn’t affect its viewers. I never expected Audrey’s nose to be so sensitive.

No wonder Ashton brought her outside within a few minutes of exploring the gallery. He probably noticed Audrey’s discomfort.

My eyes snapped to Ashton, to which he calmly explained, “She’s allergic to oil paint, but she didn’t come in direct contact with it, so she’s fine.”

I was taken aback for a moment, not expecting him to be so attentive when it came to matters regarding our child.

But in the next second, I noticed that something didn’t add up. If Audrey is allergic, then why did he buy that painting?

As if reading my mind, Ashton added, “I would never spend my wife’s money if it wasn’t for a good reason. You’ll understand when we get back.”

and Audrey was

Ashton instructed Joseph, “Head to The Jade first. We’ll go

immediately bubbled with excitement. “Yay! I

with puppy dog eyes. “Mommy, does that mean Greg has to

boys to learn to

Ashton stated his decision, “Pick Gregory up

best! Love you!” Audrey clapped her hands with

sir.” Then, he swiftly switched

gentle look on his face that was bordering on fatuous.

had he shown such unconditional indulgence

magical bond of blood ties. A daughter would always be the apple

this, I couldn’t help but feel

of her great aptitude for mathematics, she was accepted into a

was a genius in her own right, she was still a teenager after all. Without the warmth of her family, she undoubtedly missed out

unresolved. I didn’t know when I could finally be a part of her life again. At the thought of this, I struggled to breathe through the pain