When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 484

I sighed even as a throbbing headache assailed me. “It’s okay. Just sit with me for a while.”

Initially, I thought everything would take a turn for the better after returning to K City from R Province, but I’d forgotten about Marcus and Jared.

After raising Summer for four years, I’d naturally regarded her as my own child from the bottom of my heart, and her existence almost had me forgetting about how my own child died. However, after returning to K City, it was as though everyone was reminding me of my bitter and agonizing past with Ashton.

He seemed to be able to understand my feelings, hugging me tightly in his embrace as he echoed my silence and stillness.

In the passing of time, we were often drained of courage by memories as we embarked on the road that led to doom, step by step.

Jared often came to visit Summer, and every time he did so, the distance between them reduced.

I was too afraid of Summer, so I tacitly acquiesced to Jared’s visits in the beginning. But as the frequency grew, I then made to leave with her.

As November came, the weather in K City grew increasingly chilly. In the evening of a particular weekend, Summer played with the dog in the yard after Jared had left.

At that moment, I gazed at Summer, my emotions indescribable as I sat beside her and watched the interaction between her and the dog.

When she noticed that I’d been sitting there for a while, she glanced over her shoulder at me, her eyes bright. “Mommy, come and play with Snowfluff together, okay?”

I shook my head while looking at her, my gaze radiating a faint sense of tiredness. “I’ll just look on as you play with it.”

Upon seeing my dispirited demeanor, she was no longer all that eager to play with the dog. Rather, she got up and stared at me while leaning her tiny body against me, her entire person soft and pliable. Resting her head against me, she queried, “Are you sick, Mommy?”

I shook my head as I hugged her, with relief slithering into my veins. “No. I’m just exhausted,” I replied.

At this, she nodded before exhaling on a soft sigh and remarked, “You seem to be quite tired recently, Mommy. Are you exhausted because exams are coming soon?”

Flashing her a faint smile, I murmured, “I suppose so.”

When the little girl heard this, she seemed to be racking her brains for a solution. After some time, she fixed her gaze on me and ordered, “Wait a moment, Mommy!”

Then, she ran into the villa. I remained sitting there, watching Snowfluff roll about on the grass. All of a sudden, a wave of pain assailed me. If my child had lived back then and Macy hadn’t died either, would we now be sitting here together, chatting as we watched over our children?

At the thought of this, my mood soured.