When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372

I brooded for a good long while. “Isn’t Nick Cameron’s biological son?” I asked Ashton, breaking the silence.

It was obvious how much Cameron loves Rebecca. But she treated Nick completely differently. She was negligent and dismissive of him.

Ashton started the engine. With his eyes on the road, he grunted in acknowledgment. “When Nick’s father married Cameron, his birth mother had already passed away from an accident. He was in his early teens when Cameron became his stepmother.”

Early teens. He was old enough by then. Nick did not feel much affection towards Cameron as well.

“Why did Cameron invite all of us for a meal?” Logically, I would be the last person she wants to meet.

At a red light, Ashton pulled the handbrake and turned to me. “Are you still feeling a grudge?”

“What grudge?” I was startled.

“Towards Cameron and Rebecca?”

I bit my lip and glanced towards Summer, who was fast asleep. “Life is long, we have to move forward one way or another,” I answered evasively.

It wasn’t possible for me to stay where I was. The matter with Macy and the child was out of my control. What was within my control was the ability to make my peace with it.

Furthermore, Rebecca and Cameron weren’t doing so well themselves.

The process of registering for Summer was surprisingly easy. It was credited to Ashton’s influence within J City. He had good relations and decent financial capabilities. He must have pulled some strings to get the matter resolved for us without them asking us too many questions.

Ashton glanced over at my household register and smiled. “There’s a third member of our little family.”

“Has your Household Register always been at R Province?” He suddenly frowned.

I nodded. “When we got married, Grandpa told me to move it over here. But I was thinking of Grandma. She would be left alone if I did that.”

Ashton raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t you and John create your accounts together?”

I shook my head. “When his father sent him to us, he was almost a grown man. The Stovalls found him at Grandma’s and took him away. I think his registration was created by his father under the Stovall name.”

Ashton narrowed his eyes. “The Stovall family is influential in K City. Have you ever thought

about why John’s father chose your grandmother out of all the other families?”

“It could be due to the circumstances at that time,” I replied, nonplussed. It was twenty years ago, who could remember?