Nodding, Summer passed the desserts she’d picked out to Ashton and said softly, “Mr. Fuller, let’s go home. Mommy’s upset.”

Ashton’s knowing gaze had never left me though he had yet to utter a single word.

Jared, on the other hand, appeared unconcerned over Kristina’s feelings. His whole attention was on Summer. He had been trying to start a conversation with her even until we had already exited the restaurant.

Indifferently, we bid them farewell as we boarded the car. Summer fell asleep soon after.

When we stopped at a red light, Ashton reached out and held my hand. “Are you feeling better now?”

Slightly surprised, I shrugged. “I felt better a long time ago.”

He smiled gently. “So, what did Kristina say to piss you off?”

He lowered his gaze and stared at my hand. He appeared to be suppressing his laughter as he asked, “Does it hurt?”

“I’m the one who slapped her. Why would I be hurt?” I removed my hand from his hold as I recalled Kristina’s words. I couldn’t help my gaze as it traveled towards Ashton’s lower body.

Apparently, I wasn’t as subtle as I thought. Ashton narrowed his eyes as he asked doubtfully, “What’s going on?”

Aware that my staring was inappropriate, I quickly turned my gaze away. After some thought, I asked, “Did y-you take it out yet?”

He appeared shocked at the question, and it took him a moment before he was able to compose himself. The light turned green, and he began to drive forward. “Yes?” he answered confusedly.

Four years ago he had a vasectomy. I haven’t been with him for four years; I wouldn’t know if he’d reversed it or not.

Based on Kristina’s words, maybe he hadn’t reversed the vasectomy. This then became fodder for the rumors that were swirling around.

again?” He looked at me out of the corner of his

vasectomy clips. Did y-you take them

morphed into laughter. He looked at me with his brows raised.

stuttered as I pouted. So, did he take them out

if you keep the clips on for too long!” Four years was a long time. I didn’t know if

If you really want to have

a serious

the end, I don’t want him to ruin his chances of

at me and laughed. “We’re not in a

an appointment to reverse

did I expect that I was the first

of September when the autumn rains came frequently. I rarely left the house as I

I was surprised. It was a short one: Turn on the TV.

message seemed like nothing

frowned and switched off my phone, turning my attention back to my

Stacey called, stumbling over her words.

my brows in confusion. What

“What happened?”

she replied, “Nancy was apparently murdered in her own home. The police are investigating now. I heard

on their own accord as they closed

of Nancy’s death was being reported

Fuller with you?”

she’d blurted to me when I answered her call. I answered coolly, “Ashton wouldn’t stoop to such

heard the anger in

the murky waters of the business

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