Chapter 57 

Unfortunately, Ashton rejected my request to wear heels. In his own words, pregnant women shouldn’t wear high heels.

There was just no winning with him. But 3cm heels are not tall at all!

It wasn’t until we got back into my car that I realized he took me to the shopping mall just to get an outfit.

“Ashton Fuller!” I pouted my lips and protested as he started the car.

“Yes?” This man was a serious driver. He took a quick glance at me before his eyes were back on the road.

“I’m mad at you.” I wasn’t sure why I was irritated, but my anger had to be vented. I thought he was finally being nice to me and going to take me shopping.

The man raised his eyebrows, seeming bemused by me. “What are you mad at?”

What am I mad at?Err… I have no idea either!

I just kept quiet and tried to suppress my frustration. My hand was suddenly enclosed by his. A warm feeling channeled from my hand to my heart. A dulcet, pleasant voice flowed out of Ashton’s mouth as he spoke, “Being emotional is bad for the baby, so don’t be angry.”

Yeah, right!

forever. Years later, memories like this one would

I was befuddled. “So when you said we’d be meeting a few people, you actually meant

the car key to the valet parking driver. He then leaned into me and whispered in my ear, “Just meeting a few

have to

villa and saw a well-dressed middle-aged

across her face.

turned to me and smiled

shake hers. “Good to see you, Ms.

After sizing this woman up, I finally recognized her. She was

what Ashton had in

Cameron led us upstairs to where the dining hall was. A few people were

got us all seated and arranged for her helper to bring out the food, after which she turned to all the guests. “Thank you for being here today. It’s been a long while since we were able to invite everyone for a gathering like this. So, let’s all have a good time, and

on, Cameron. You have yet to introduce this young couple to us.” The voice came from a middle-aged, slightly plump man. Although he said that with a smile, his stately demeanor was

laughed. “What’s the hurry, Mr. Clinton? This is the young and successful Mr. Fuller whom I was always telling you about. The lady next

hostess went on to introduce her guests to us one by one. After a round of introduction, it finally dawned on me that this was no ordinary dinner

sure if she did that deliberately, as she was now talking about kyanine and how difficult

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