The yard in the villa was equipped with a pavilion. It was a perfect place for having a conversation when the weather was nice.

Ashton was leading us to the pavilion. Then, he ordered me, “There are some fruits in the fridge. Prepare some fruits and brew us tea.”

With my brows knitted, I pointed at myself while asking in disbelief, “Me?”

The man raised his brow. “Do you have a problem with that?”

Of course, I have a problem with that! Aren’t I here to discuss the project? What, now I’m your errand girl?

Just then, Rachel put the lunch box down and said smilingly, “Mr. Fuller, let me do it so Ms. Stovall can get some rest. You should eat first; see if the food I brought you suits your liking.”

 

“It’s fine. Let her do it. She knows the place better.” Ashton cast his gaze at me as he spoke.

Hearing that, my eyes widened. What is he talking about? I know the place better? I have never come to his house since he moved here!

 

Meanwhile, Rachel’s smile stiffened.

I thought Ashton must have said that on purpose so that he could order me around. Reluctant to waste my breath on him, I made my way to the house.

Standing in front of the door, I turned to look at the man sitting in the pavilion and waited for him to tell me the password.

Having developed a good rapport over the years, Ashton raised his brow and answered my unasked question, “Our daughter’s birthday.”

that, my heart was overwhelmed with mixed

as I

feet. Yet,

way smaller than all those

villa that had the homiest and cosiest atmosphere amongst the rest. Instead of having a black-and-white

my pictures were everywhere in the living room, many of which I had no idea when

her father, which were probably taken after I left K City. Apart from that, there were also pictures featuring the

of Ashton and me sending Summer to school, taken by

brought a bittersweet feeling

I

tea leaves. Then, I took the fruits out of the fridge and

furnishing in the villa were similar to those in the

with freshly brewed tea, Ashton was reading the document. As for Rachel, she was sitting next to the man, wanting

the table was being opened,

point, I noticed that Rachel

your preferences, so I only prepared Earl Grey.” With that, I placed the

me and uttered, “There’s juice and milk in the fridge. I have

was slightly bewildered to hear that. Nevertheless, with a faint smile,

to fix. I need to discuss the project with the shareholders, and I need you

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