When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

I thought she was with Mrs. Eriksen, but when I turned around, it was Stella.

The seemingly frail girl did not seem to mind the weather as she engaged Summer. Not a single hit registered on her, but it was obvious she was not going hard at her opponent at all.

Mrs. Eriksen was smiling as she stood by the side with their coats.

I had not noticed the change in Emery’s expression. Relinquishing my hand, I went over and stooped down in front of Summer, then pretended to chide her angrily. “Why have you come out to play when it’s so cold?”

Summer pouted, seemingly a little unhappy. However, she wisely loosened her grip on the snowball in her own hand, allowing it to fall upon the ground and shatter to dust.

Mrs. Eriksen hurried over to help her into her coat. “It’s all my fault for failing to look after Ms. Summer.”

At this moment, Stella suddenly decided to chime in. “I guess this must be Summer. She’s really adorable.”

that the woman was all smiles and full of tenderness for Summer. The discomfort she had

and it showed on my face. A rather patronizing thank you

perceptiveness that belied her age. She raised her head in pride as she knew Stella was praising her. “I like Ms. Collins, Mommy.

As I’m your mother’s home care

the girl bounced up and down like a little monkey, my own sentiments could only be described as one of

expected to be busy preparing for the bar examinations, I would not have as much time to spend with Summer. Despite that, I could not help but feel

understand how possessive they could be of their own children. No one would want to share

Summer might have felt about it, she barked sternly at Stella. “A home care aide, huh. Since Ashton’s paying you so well, you ought to earn your paycheck. Now, go on and get Scarlett and myself two glasses of warm milk, and head out to buy the latest materials for the bar examination. Make sure you’re back within

the suburbs and not that far from the city center, a round trip would take close to forty minutes. Taking

expression stiffened, but she dared not protest in the face of Emery’s

her way out

a ride, and remember to get the receipt so that you