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

“Do you want a Dad?” I asked her.

Surprisingly, Summer was more sensible than I expected. She shot back, “What about you?”

I smiled lightly. The darkness slowly descended over the city. On the way home, I gave her a bag of freshly baked chocolate buns.

The buns tasted delicious as we savored them, sitting on a stone bench in the yard.

Sometimes, I would dream of a young Macy running towards me with her arms full of mangoes.

We would slice the mangoes up and mix them with sugar. Our entire afternoon would be dedicated to doing only that.

I started sleeping better after Summer had gotten used to living in R Province. In fact, the sun was usually already high in the sky whenever I woke up.

There was a resort next to the R Province lake that was constructed about half a year ago. After finishing work at the restaurant, I headed over to the hotel to start my janitorial job.

The job was relatively easy. I only took up the job because it was near Summer’s school, so it was convenient for me to drop her off and pick her up.

It was late evening when I finished cleaning the hotel and changed into a set of new clothes, preparing to pick Summer up from school.

“Going to pick your daughter up?” Colin asked, leaning against a door frame.

I turned to look at him, nodding. “Do you need me

his head. “I intend to

he read over my resume, he had asked, “You

shrugged. “Besides, the salary of a

smiling in amusement. It was true that the rest of the job positions in the

the janitor position was different, and it

that brought the two of us together. We eventually

son up from school and would occasionally ask me to pick

premises in his car. The drive to school

waiting outside the kindergarten entrance. There were also several senior citizens in

sit down over there for a bit?” Colin pointed to an empty seat under

Five minutes isn’t that long.” Perhaps it was the postpartum side effects, but my body was easily prone to becoming sore and tired in

topic any further, glancing at his watch. “There’ll be an opening for a position with an attractive salary package. The

trips. Summer gets scared when she’s home alone.” I refused,

forehead and grinned. “There are not many business trips to attend to. Besides, you will receive two paychecks—another one as a receptionist. After all, R Province is a small city. There wouldn’t be many business trips or reception. So, the company

blinked owlishly. The offer did sound tempting. “How much

paused briefly, then said, “You’re a graduate of a well-known university. Being a janitor is a waste of your talents. Plus, living costs are going

The expenses and cost of buying a house after leaving J

was already five years old, and most kids started developing hobbies and interests at her age. I was considering signing her up for an art class just