When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel Chapter 1105

Before I could reject the offer, Hunter said after faltering, “Well, at first I could, but the economics scholars in K City are organizing an interactive seminar. Hence, I’ll have to attend that every day starting tomorrow.”

Upon that, Emery was rather displeased. She mocked, “Why didn’t I hear this from you before?”

“The memo was released yesterday,” Hunter answered. “It’s held in K City for a month, so I contemplated. But seeing how hard Mr. Fuller works motivates me to follow in his footsteps. Thus, I’ve just sent a message on my phone to notify them I’ll be there.”

“You only have two months of holiday in a year. Now, you plan to spend a month interacting with scholars? Have you forgotten about your wife and son?” Emery’s expression turned sour.

“Haha…” Hunter leaned over and hugged her shoulders. He said carefully, “I’ve registered on your behalf too, so we can go together. My parents will take care of Xavier. In this case, I’m still spending time with you.”

“Save it.” Emery avoided him and moved away to the opposite side. “I’m not up for any sophisticated interaction during the festive season. You have a good time while I accompany Scarlett to the hospital.”

“Haha…” Hunter gazed at her lovingly. He’s indeed a very patient man.

Though they seem to always pick on each other, the fact was, none of them could live without the other. It did not take long for Emery to come up with an excuse to take an early leave and spend quality time with Hunter at home.

I went straight to bed since I woke up early that day.

When I got up, it was already seven in the evening.

Summer was playing building blocks in the living room. As soon as she saw me, she darted toward me and commented, “Mommy, you napped for so long. You’re a lazy pig!”

“Haha… If I’m a lazy pig, then you’re a lazy piglet.” I picked her up and played with her as we headed to the dining area. “Mrs. Eriksen, did Ashton come home?”

Mrs. Eriksen walked out from the kitchen while wiping her hands on her apron. “No. Madam, could you call Mr. Fuller and ask? Dinner is ready. I’ll serve them once he’s home.”