Thus, Ashton was simply overthinking it.
When we finally arrived home, I was too tired to even get out of the car, so he carried me bridal style all the way into the bedroom.
In no time, I was soundly asleep.
…
The next day, I woke up to find the other side of the bed empty. When I tried to find my handphone, only did I realize that I’ve accidentally left it in the pavilion.
After washing up, I headed downstairs and was instantly greeted by Mrs. Eriksen, who was brought back to the house by Ashton. “Good morning! Your baby bump looks bigger! Well, I bet it’s a baby boy.”
I was amused. “We didn’t check the baby’s gender to keep it a surprise, so I can’t tell right now.”
Mrs. Eriksen pursed her lips upon hearing my words. Fixing her eyes on my belly, she insisted on her opinion, “Believe me, the baby must be a boy! Oh, I almost forgot! We’ve prepared some fish stew for you. The broth is rich and well-seasoned. Come, have a taste!” Both Mrs. Eriksen and Molly had prepared a tableful of dishes.
Having not seen Ashton anywhere, I asked, “Where is Ashton?” Has he gone to the office again?
“Mr. Ashton left the house early in the morning, but he said he would have lunch with you. I think he’ll be back at any minute.” Mrs. Eriksen replied while serving the fish stew and other dishes.
I knew Ashton was very busy lately, and I agreed with Cameron in saying he was an ambitious man. After all, his goal was never K City, but the global market. K City was only his stepping stone to take his company global by entering the Western European market.
The thought of this left me feeling deflated. Cameron was right. If Ashton chooses to be with Rebecca, he could’ve gotten more support and help in building his business empire.
Unlike me, who could be of little help to him. Even after I gave birth to the baby, I could no longer work in Fuller Corporation after that accident at HiTech and the problem with AC Credit. Thus, I could only work in another company.
“Cough…” As my mind wandered off, I swallowed a large piece of fish and had gotten the fishbone stuck in my throat. In an instinct, I made a few forceful coughs hoping to dislodge it but to no avail.
Mrs. Eriksen immediately fetched me a glass of water and then patted me on my back. “Oh no! You got a fishbone stuck in your throat! Are you alright?”
I tried to swallow hard, but the sharp pain in my throat instantly brought tears to my eyes.
Seeing this, Molly picked up the phone to call for help.
Right then, Ashton was back in time to see them in a panic state. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
Holding my arms, Mrs. Eriksen answered, “Letty got a fishbone stuck in her throat!”
Ashton rushed to my aid. “Open your mouth!” he instructed.
I was grasping at straws, doing as he said. He lifted my chin with his hand, propping my mouth open with his fingers to examine my condition. Soon after that, he loosened his grip and then gave Molly an order. “Call Dr. Linnard over!”
Molly nodded as she trotted to the living room to grab the phone.
“Hmph!” Looking at me, Ashton snorted. “Why are you eating in a hurry? The food is all yours. I won’t steal food from a pregnant woman.”
I pouted at his words. Looking at him with a pitiful face, I said in a hoarse voice, “My throat hurts.”
He stroked the bridge of his nose helplessly. “That will teach you a lesson. It will serve as a reminder to you to eat slowly next time.”
My eyes reddened upon receiving a reprimand from him. I couldn’t believe not only that he didn’t try to console me, but he reprimanded me instead. “It was an accident!”
Letting out a sigh, Mrs. Eriksen tried to take the heat off me. “Mr. Ashton, I believe she has learned her mistake.”
Ashton raised his eyebrow. Eventually, he decided to go easy on me.
It wasn’t long before Dr. Linnard arrived. He managed to remove the fishbone from my throat in no time. “Fortunately, it was stuck in your pharynx. It’s going to be disastrous if such a large fishbone caused any damage to other parts of your throat.”
I was relieved when the fishbone was finally removed, but I had lost appetite for the fish stew.
Seeing my subtle act of pushing the fish stew aside, Ashton shook his head in amusement.
After Dr. Linnard left, he took a seat beside me and then handed me another bowl of fish stew. “Have some more of it.”
“I’m not hungry!” With that, I beat a hasty retreat to the study upstairs.
Half an hour had passed when Ashton finally came to the study, bringing me dessert.
Seeing me flipping through a book absentmindedly, he brought a spoonful of dessert close to my mouth, asking, “Are you mad?”
Ignoring his question, I pursed my lips to shun away from the dessert, making it clear that there was no use cozying up to me.
Surprisingly, he was mild-tempered and patient, placing the dessert on the table before picking me up from the swinging chair in a bridal carry. He sat on an armchair, propping me on his thighs. Then, he took a folder out of the drawer, handing it over to me. “Take a look at this.”
Pouting my lips, I rejected petulantly, “I don’t want to.”
“When have you become so childish?” He shook his head resignedly.
Rolling my eyes at him, I took the folder from him and opened it. I was stunned the moment I saw what was inside.
“What are you…” I was at a loss for words.
“These are all yours now.” With a faint smile, he explained, “You have access to Fuller Corporation’s net income with these credit cards. These are basically all my assets.”
In my befuddled state, I flipped through the documents in the folder. It turned out they were all conveyance documents of properties and stores. “Why are all of them under my name?” I had no memories of purchasing all these properties.
“These are all of my properties in the country, and some of them are overseas. A few days ago, I instructed Joseph to transfer ownership to you.”
“But why?” Why are you suddenly transferring their ownership rights to me?
