Chapter 1651
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1651
âDaddy, Mommy, I was wrong for not informing you about the club beforehand. I shouldâve asked for
your opinions. Iâm sorry for acting rashly. It was all my fault, so I shall bear all the responsibility. I
promise you it wonât happen again,â she apologized sincerely.
It was obvious that she had learned from the painful mistake.
Nevertheless, one had to think logically. Summer was still young, so she could gain more experience in
the future. Thus, that wasnât Ashtonâs priority.
Children were supposed to trust and depend on their family, and a family should go through all
obstacles together, but perhaps the years of mathematical equations had worn away her emotions.
She could analyze a problem rationally and find the accurate answer easily, but she wasnât
experienced with the ways of the world.
Ashton was unfazed, and it seemed like he wasnât satisfied with her explanation.
He treated both Summer and Audrey the same, for he loved me. Though Jared used to be his best
friend and was important to Summer, he couldnât bring himself to forgive Jared.
Summer and I waited for Ashton to speak. However, as the air turned awkward, it was obvious he
wasnât going to say anything.
I didnât want to disappoint Summer. Before I could part my lips to say something, Ashton pressed down
on my hand and frowned, signaling me to not cause more trouble.
âNow that you know your mistake, itâs not too late for you to change. Mommy and Daddy trust that you
can do better in the future,â Ashton replied. It was clear that he wasnât about to mention Jared.
However, though it wasnât spoken out loud, his name resonated in everyoneâs heart.
Jaredâs name was like a rope hanging between the two of them. They were holding both ends, secretly
tugging but refusing to be the first one to loosen their grips.
âMm.â Summer nodded. She hesitated, wanting to plead for her teacherâs forgiveness, but Ashtonâs
stern look had stumped her.
The silence was really tormenting. I couldnât take it any longer. Putting up an act, I stood up and
headed for the wine cabinet. âWant a drink so you can sleep better tonight?â
âSure,â Ashton replied indifferently.
I took two glasses and uncorked a bottle of wine. Without looking at their figures in the living room, I
said, âSummer is still young. Iâll ask Mrs. Eriksen to prepare a glass of warm milk for you. You shouldnât
be drinking wine.â
âGot it, Mommy,â came Summerâs soft reply. I could barely hear her from where I was standing. Just
like Gregory, she felt stressed out when facing Ashton alone.
Drinking wine was just an excuse to lighten the mood. Worried that the tension might heighten, I only
poured a little wine before returning to them.
Just as I handed one glass to Ashton, Summer rose to her feet.
âIâm done. I shall take my leave now,â she told us.
âOh? That soon?â I was surprised.
Why is she leaving before stating her purpose?
Summer pursed her lips and smiled. âIâm a bit tired today.â
I couldnât force her to stay. âAll right, then. Go to bed if youâre tired. You can wake up later tomorrow.
Remember, weâll always support you. Donât be too hard on yourself. Youâve always been excellent, so
thereâs no need for you to prove yourself, okay?â
âI know what to do. Thanks, Mommy. Good night!â
âGood night.â
Having said that, Summer turned and walked out of the room before shutting the door lightly.
As though nothing had happened, Ashton swirled the wineglass in his hand slowly. The light shone on
him, illuminating his lips that curved up slightly.
âYou just hurt your daughterâs feelings, but you donât feel upset at all,â I joked. Turning at my shoulder, I
finished the wine in a gulp.