When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 602

I could not help myself but smile at what he did. I agreed with Emery’s advice that we should follow our hearts if it could make us happy.

Failing to suppress my delight, I placed some roasted vegetables onto Ashton’s plate and instructed in a coy manner, “You need to eat more too!”

I distributed it to everyone else while Cameron and Zachary smiled at each other and looked at me with warm gazes.

It was the perfect time with loved ones. It had been a long time since our hearts were that full.

After dinner, Cameron and Sally pulled me out of the kitchen to watch the fireworks in the yard.

It was the only festive season with fireworks display in the bustling K City.

That made new year’s eve even more special. “I’m going to make a wish at the fireworks later,” Emery exclaimed while she lifted her head to gaze at the snow falling.

Hunter pulled Emery into his embrace and inquired with a light chuckle, “What are you going to wish for?”

After giving it some thought, Emery replied, “I wish for our baby to be born with great health.”

Both of them exchanged sweet gazes and smiled.

I turned to spot Ashton looking at me, so I asked him, “Are you going to make a wish?”

The corner of his lips curled up as he nodded. “Yes. I’ll wish for us to be well.”

I was not satisfied with his perfunctory reply, so I exclaimed, “How is that a wish? Any other wish?”

He gave me a sidelong glance and redirected the question at me. “Do you have any wish to make?”

“Hmm… I wish for us to have an adorable baby in the future.”

He landed his gaze at me for a long time, gaze as deep as the sea.

Pow! The fireworks exploded in the night sky, dazzling everyone with their beauty.

My head lifted naturally to gaze at the work of art. In excitement, I grabbed onto Ashton’s arm and exclaimed, “Ashton, it’s the fireworks! Quick! Look at the fireworks!”

I clasped both my hands together, faced the fireworks, and made a wish. “I wish for us to have an adorable baby!”

There was an old wife’s tale about the lonely deities who loved to catch shooting stars for fun.

Hidden within the stars were the human’s wishes. The deities would fulfil their wishes if they took pity on them.

Therefore, many people made wishes upon shooting stars, hoping the deities would fulfil their wishes.

I have always loved the fireworks despite their short lifespan.

My phone had vibrated for a long time with an unknown number on display. I stared at it for a while and eventually decided to let the call through.

There was no response from the other end of the call.

As I was about to hang up the call, someone exclaimed, “Happy new year!”

That low and timid voice sounded familiar – it was Marcus. Ashton wanted me to stop keeping in contact with him, so I had deleted his number.

While gazing at the fireworks, I felt a sense of peace and replied in a relaxed mood, “Happy new year!”

“Great!” He replied.

A long pause followed. I was probably too focused on the festive atmosphere to sympathize with his pain.

I did not notice the loneliness in his voice as I continued staring at the shimmering view. “Thank you, Marcus. Tonight’s fireworks are really stunning. I wish for us all to be well.”

If possible, I would love to wish for everyone’s wellness.

For Marcus to build his own family and have kids of his own; for Ashton and me to receive the same; for us to enjoy life’s simple pleasures.