Chapter 1299
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
What Bryson said was very much to my liking.
âHereâs to working together.â
After shaking hands, this whole arrangement was thus confirmed.
As I sent Bryson downstairs, he kept holding on to my hand, saying a million thanks. âMs. Stovall, from
today onwards, we are good friends. If you need anything in the future, do not hesitate to ask me!â
âI wonât hold back when the time comes, thank you.â I sent Bryson away with a huge smile. My mood
lightened considerably.
Although he did not speak in a cultured and refined manner, he wore his heart on his sleeve.
Socializing with a person like this was not taxing, as I didnât need to beat around the bush.
âShouldnât we inform Mr. Stovall about this matter first?â Brooklyn suddenly appeared by my side and
reminded me.
I tilted my head toward him, then directed my gaze to Brysonâs conspicuous Cayenne. In a relaxed
tone, I said, âThereâs no hurry. I will inform him myself. He would be interested to know about this.â
In the evening, I purposely got off from work earlier. Before going home, I picked up Summer and went
to the supermarket to get ingredients for cooking dinner.
Out of habit, I left Ashton a message to invite him to drop by for dinner prior to cooking. As for whether
he could make it or not, it would depend on his schedule for the day. With Millie around, I could see him
almost every day. Hence, it was not a must for him to come over.
Louis was temporarily staying at the hostel because of the Pitcoin issues. Because of that, there were
only four of us at the dining table during dinner.
As soon as I sat down, I took an abalone and gave it to John. âGive it a taste. Let me know if my
cooking skills have deteriorated.â I did my best to please him.
John peered at the abalone on his plate and raised a brow. âMy my, this is a rarity. I didnât think that you
would be in the mood to cook when Ashton is not around.â
With his eyebrows scrunched, he narrowed his eyes at me. Then, he crossed his arms and lazily
leaned against the back of his chair. âThis is too good to be true. Spit it out! What the devil are you up
to this time?â he queried.
âDevil!â Summer gasped. âMommy, whereâs the devil?â She was scared at the mention of the word
âdevilâ and looked at me with watery eyes pleading for help.
I didnât know whether to laugh or cry. I patted her on the top of her head lightly to comfort her. âThere is
no actual devil! What Uncle John means is that our Summer is so smart that sheâs a cute little devil!â
âReally? Hehe, thank you, Uncle John!â Summer seemed relieved and smiled contentedly. The next
moment, she tilted her little head as she recalled something. âMr. Cress praises me for being smart
too!â she boasted proudly.
John, on the other hand, was unhappy after hearing this. âMr. Cress again! Summer, isnât Uncle John
your favorite man?â
âSummer likes Daddy the most! Uncle John and Mr. Cress are second!â She exclaimed loudly while
looking at me, as though she wanted my acknowledgment.
âOh? Did Uncle John not treat you well? Is that why I am in second place along with another person?â
John seemed to be jealous, so he continued asking Summer about it persistently.
âUmâ¦â Summer was in a pinch now. Looking at John innocently, she fell into deep thought. After quite
some time, she started muttering to herself. âSummer likes Uncle John, and Mr. Cress too. I like them
both all the sameâ¦â
Her tiny face was scrunched up with conflict. She looked like a little grown-up when she seriously
considered who was her favorite person. Seeing my little Summer being forced to make such a difficult
decision, I felt pitiful for her.
âMy dear Summer, you donât have to choose and make a ranking out of it. Just follow whatever your
heart tells you. As long as you are happy, itâs okay. Do you understand?â I comforted her softly.
Summer raised her head to look at me, and I could see the confusion in her eyes. I was not sure
whether she understood me, but she nodded earnestly and replied, âYes, Mommy! I understand.â
She would slowly understand as she grew up. Explaining too much right now would just increase her
mental burden. I quickly gave Summer the green pea fritters which were her favorite and signaled at
Emma to look after Summer. With that, we diverted Summerâs attention.
Glancing to the other end of the table, a sullen John entered my vision.
I couldnât help but poke fun at him. âDid you really have to compare yourself against her teacher?â
Johnâs eyes narrowed. He lifted a hand to his chin and started analyzing in all seriousness. âShe just
started primary school, and my place in her heart was quickly replaced by a teacher. This person must
be something else. I have to go see for myself. You donât need to go pick up Summer tomorrow. Iâll go
instead.â