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.

hotel manager—a tall, broad man in his late thirties with a handsome face. I turned to look

his head. “I intend

he read over my resume, he had asked, “You graduated from a reputable university, so

work is equal.” I shrugged. “Besides, the salary of

positions in the hotel had trial periods and promotion periods, with everyone sharing the same low salary

the janitor position was different, and it had a

the two of us together. We eventually became closer after learning that we

to his job as a manager, there were times when he couldn’t pick his son up from school and would occasionally ask me to pick his son and

in his car. The drive to school took less than

senior

down over there for a bit?” Colin pointed to an

that long.” Perhaps it was the postpartum side effects, but my body was

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

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

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.

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

of a well-known university. Being a janitor is a waste of your talents. Plus, living costs are going to increase as Summer grows up, and your

of buying a house after

and interests at her age. I was