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?”

and licked her dry lips carefully. “He’s in the incubator. I think he’ll be there for a couple of

a sigh of relief at her answer. “It’s fine. Summer was a premature baby too. She was skinny and frail

with delight. “Mm, you’re

poured her a glass of water and gave her the straw. “Have some

for a while, but no one had shown up. John, especially, was nowhere to

she

John’s

a boy or girl?”

him a name.” She was still talking

both nurses folded her legs up before pressing on

said nothing,

I tamped down my feelings and

a tiny smile. “It’s not that painful as we imagine it

to comfort me. I lowered

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

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

line. “Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Fuller is in a meeting. The bodyguards informed me about you running

I knew what he meant. The reporters were after me, so Kristina might inform them of my whereabouts as she had just bumped into