When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1007


    Suddenly, I realized why Kurt hesitated to take the girl away earlier though he clearly wanted her. He


    calmed down and listened to me because he was afraid of his wife.


    Silence ensued. I thought the woman would disagree, but she uttered, “Sure. My son’s dead, so your


    daughter shall bear Kurt’s child. If she gives birth to a son, she shall be free. Otherwise, she needs to


    stay in our house until she gives birth to a son.”


    Ronald’s wife nodded profusely and offered a smile. “No problem. She can bear children and satisfy


    your needs.”


    Her words nearly drove me crazy. I was about to speak when Boris took my hand and stopped me in


    time. He whispered in my ear, “You can’t do anything. The ending will still be the same. The Weeders


    won’t return the money.”


    Stunned, I nced at Alma’s pale expression as a sense of hopelessness washed over me. No matter


    what I do, nothing would change their fates.


    Seeing my reaction, Ronald’s wife offered me a polite smile. “Ms. Stovall, thank you for your concern.


    This is our family’s business, so we won’t trouble you.”


    Huh, how rude.


    Indeed, I should stay out of their affairs.


    In the end, Kurt led a devastated Alma away. Peace was restored in Ronald’s household.


    I didn’t know what to say by then.


    “Ms. Stovall, thank you for your help. We can register Amy’s birthter, but you need to pay me a


    hundred thousand first for that. It isn’t easy to bring her up. Also, since she’s going to extract her bone


    marrow, her health would be affected, especially her kidney. There are many things she can’t touch.


    She will have difficulties getting around, too. In fact, she’ll be useless. For this, I want an extra five


    hundred thousand. This isn’t expensive, and I believe you can afford it,” Ronald dered. “Hopefully


    you can give me the money after I register Amy as a citizen today. Everything you do after this has


    nothing to do with me.”


    I fell silent at his selfish statement. I knew he was right in doing so, but that only heightened my distaste


    for his selfishness.


    After a long pause, I replied, “I’ll pay you one million to adopt Amy. We shall deal with the adoption


    process, and Amy will be my daughter. She has nothing to do with you from now on. No matter what


    she bes in the future, you aren’t allowed to bother her, get it?”


    Ronald was taken aback by my request. He let out a suddenugh. “Sure, no problem. I didn’t expect


    she would be worth this much.” He repeated, “Sure, of course. Let’s go now.”


    I thought he would at least hesitate, but contrary to my expectation, he seemed delighted. My gaze


    landed on Amy. She was still a kid, but she had seen the entire exchange with her sisters. The scar


    would remain in their hearts forever.


    Next, Ronald followed us to the town and dealt with the necessary procedures. “Ms. Stovall, the


    money,” he reminded me once we were done.


    I pursed my lips and gestured for Boris to hand him the briefcase full of banknotes. Ronald was clearly


    excited to see the money and left without looking back.


    Amy was standing right beside me as she watched Ronald leaving with his wife on his motorcycle.


    They didn’t even bother saying goodbye to their daughter.


    I took her hand and bent down to wipe her tears away. “Amy, you shall stay with us from now on. Is that


    alright?”


    She gazed at me and nodded with a hint of maturity in her expression. “Okay!”


    She fell silent after that.


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    I brought her to my car, and Boris started the engine. Throughout the entire journey, Amy didn’t crane


    her neck to stare at the scenery in wonderment like she used to do. Instead, she sat quietly without


    showing any emotion.


    I parted my lips tofort her, but the words died in my throat.


    Hence, I stayed silent.


    After some time, I noticed we hadn’t entered the highway yet. Feeling doubtful, I queried, “Boris, did


    you take the wrong route?”


    In response, he nced at the rearview mirror and exined, “Ms. Stovall, someone seems to be


    tailing us.”


    With a frown, I turned at my shoulder and noticed a grey van behind our vehicle. Surprised, I asked,


    “How long has the van been tailing us?”