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

After I talked to her, she went to Jared instead. She was smart, but one would need to be responsible for one’s choice.

She was an arrogant woman, so my reply must’ve been a sharp blow to her. Luckily, the bodyguards stood in her way when she tried to launch herself at me while hurling harsh curses.

Quickly, I stepped into the elevator and watched her emotional figure disappearing behind closed doors. I pity her for loving someone she could never get.

When I arrived at Hannah’s ward, she was lying in bed, pale and exhausted. Upon seeing me, she forced out a faint smile.

My heart ached at the sight. “Do you feel better?” I wasn’t good at comforting others.

She nodded and tapped on the chair beside her. “I feel much better now,” she croaked out. “The anesthetic shot had worn off, so it hurts.”

I took her hand. Before giving birth, the doctor would inject the anesthesia right at the spinal cord. The expecting mother would feel nothing throughout the whole process, but after the anesthesia wears off, the pain would be excruciating.

I knew how that felt.

I rubbed her cold hands, trying to provide some warmth. “Have you eaten something?”

She nodded slowly. Perhaps touched by my action, her eyes turned red. “The doctor told me to drink some soup. I had some earlier.”

I struggled internally for some time before asking, “How is your child doing?”

in the incubator. I think he’ll be there

“It’s fine. Summer was a premature baby too. She was skinny and frail at birth. Look how healthy she

lit up with

her cracked lips, I poured her a glass of water and gave her the straw. “Have some water.

been here for a while, but no one had shown up. John, especially, was nowhere to be seen. Resentment

inhaled lightly at my question. As her lips received moisture, she replied, “The caregiver went out

didn’t ask about John’s whereabouts lest she got

your child’s name? Is it a boy or girl?”

Uncle Louis will give him a name.” She was still talking when two

feet and stood aside as both nurses folded her legs up before

nothing, but tears were trickling down from the corners

down gradually. I tamped down my feelings and pulled the covers up. Sitting down, I held her hand, stumped for

curled up slightly in a tiny smile. “It’s not that painful as we

I lowered my gaze

same pain,” I told her. Back then, I was so focused on my dead child that everything after that didn’t even feel

chat, Joseph’s call came in. I paused for

through the line. “Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Fuller is in a meeting. The bodyguards

of my whereabouts as she had just bumped into met at the