Ashton’s cheeks plumped up when he saw me coming downstairs. He was in the middle of telling Flora the dos and don’ts around the house and with Summer.

“All set?” he asked. I nodded, and we headed out.

Once I got into the car parked in the yard, Ashton carefully placed a box in my hands and started the engine. “This is HiTech’s latest model.”

I staggered before lifting the cover. Inside lay a classy new phone with a diamonds cast gold rim. Quite fashionable, I’d say.

Right, he smashed my phone last night.

I then took it out from the box, gave it a rough scan, and slid it into my purse.

Our journey to Hannah’s place was in absolute silence.

John bought Hannah a villa in South District. It was baroque-inspired, and the yard was a medley of flora. Unfortunately, the deep snow took center stage this season.

John hired two caregivers to take care of Hannah and the baby. He wasn’t home when we got there.

Hannah was still in confinement. She came down to the living room when she heard our car’s rumbling engine coming to a stop.

She was in her warm puffy pajamas and looked rather pale as if she was just done with the delivery.

took her some effort to squeeze out a smile. “Hey,

lost so much weight!” I couldn’t help but noticing how gauntly thin she

happens once the

for us to take a seat

looked around but saw no signs of

upstairs.” She then passed me a glass of water. “You know, he’s premature and will need

statement, I still felt sorry for

too. But things got better as she grew up,” I

quietly like a totem pole. He would pick up his drink or hang up an incoming call once in a

to break that drill. “Ashton, I bet that you’ve never seen a one-month-old baby. Why don’t you go

looked at me for a bit and nodded before being led up to the

sight, Hannah asked, “You had a

“No, why?” I denied.

gawper, listening to our dull conversation and declining calls from the company? You guys must’ve been in a fight for him to

considered a

and smiled. Period. End

on till it was time to go home. As Ashton and I left,

worried eyes swiveled towards

“Your vasclips.”

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