“Go home?” I turned around, looking at Ashton with an expression of consternation.
He nodded heavily in confirmation. “M Country is not our turf. If the other party decides to play a heavy hand, we might not have the resources here to go up against him. It’ll be safer if we go home first.”
I bowed my head and didn’t say anything.
I had come here for my child, but I had to return home empty-handed. How could I leave with peace of mind?
Ashton seemed to understand what I was thinking. He took hold of my head and turned it around to face him. As we leaned our foreheads against each other’s, he pleaded, “Believe me and let me settle this. Go home first and take care of our daughter. In three days—just three days—I’ll return with our son.”
“Letty, remember that you’ve only seen your daughter a few times since she was born. She needs her mother,” John reminded at the side.
They knew what my weak spot was. Left with no reason to refuse, I agreed to return home.
Ashton remained in the hospital that night, he left only after I fell asleep.
John had always been efficient at his work. After breakfast the next morning, we set out on the journey home. For safety reasons, he had booked the entire business class of the flight. When we got to the airport, we walked over to the boarding gate surrounded by a thicket of bodyguards. This, of course, caused some commotion.
There was still half an hour before we boarded the plane. John brought me into the VIP lounge, while the bodyguards and accompanying medical staff stood guard outside. Perhaps it was my mind playing tricks on me, but I felt a lot better than before. When I entered the lounge, I found, to my astonishment, that I could even walk by myself.
“Here, have some water. It’s time for you to take your medicine again.” John poured me a glass of water and passed me a medicine organizer.
I took the glass of water and medicine organizer from him. When I saw the vast amount of medicine tablets in the capsule, I felt rather deflated all of a sudden.
John saw the expression on my face, of course. Then, he patted me on the back sympathetically, he smiled and said, “You’ll get better.”
On the other hand, I wasn’t holding out hope, but I didn’t want to ruin his enthusiasm. Therefore, I changed the topic hastily. “Tell me the truth, John. What does Armond want Ashton to do for him?”
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