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?”

“He’s in the incubator. I think he’ll be there for a couple of days as he’s a

fine. Summer was a premature baby

lit up with delight. “Mm, you’re

water and gave her the straw. “Have some water. By the way, where

one had shown up. John, especially, was nowhere to be seen. Resentment flared up

she

ask about John’s whereabouts lest she got

it a boy or girl?” I asked after

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

stood aside as both

bit her lip from the agonizing pain. She said nothing, but tears

I tamped down my feelings and pulled

lips curled up slightly in a tiny smile. “It’s

me. I lowered my gaze as

same pain,” I told her. Back then, I was so focused on my dead child that everything after that

came in. I paused for a moment

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

were after me, so Kristina might inform them of my whereabouts as she had just bumped into met at