When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Before I could respond, the manager from earlier returned with over a dozen male models, stunning me into silence.

“Pick anyone you like. They have every kind of guy imaginable. Don’t you like those domineering Mr. CEO types? Take a look at that man in the suit. He looks just as good as Ashton, doesn’t he?” Macy remarked while choosing a youthful, puppy-like male model.

The model seemed awfully experienced. He walked over to Macy and carefully poured her a glass of wine before placing her hand in his. Macy showed no signs of refuting; she merely leaned into his arms.

My jaw dropped. Did this woman come here often?

No wonder she could never get a boyfriend…

“What are you staring at us for? Hurry up and choose your guy!” Macy urged.

Not knowing what to do at all, I smiled. “I… I’m good.”

Rolling her eyes at me, Macy pointed to the man in the suit. “You stay here and keep her company, then.”

After the other male models left, the man in the suit sat down next to me. I felt especially uncomfortable. Meanwhile, Macy and her guy prepared to leave and have more fun among themselves.

With just the two of us left here, I turned to the man in the suit and said awkwardly, “Uhh… I’m not—”

“You don’t have to explain, Miss. I understand,” the man responded with a grin. “Everyone’s like this the first time. You’ll get used to it.”

I…

I had no words.

tried to strike up a conversation. “What do you

smiled. “I

it’s no wonder you give off such a classy

knowing what to say, I got up. “I have to use

around the club for a long time. Instead, I

Rebecca and Joe.

two walked side by side, and we met while walking on the same

me, and she turned to Joe. “What is she

too. He shook his head lightly. “Ashton told her to go home while we were at Herb Garden. He didn’t let

the few of them had intended to meet up here. They probably didn’t want me tagging along, which was why

Joe never had anything nice to say to me, so he didn’t hold back the moment he opened his

bothering to explain in detail, I answered briefly, “You think too much.

have the time to stalk

and narrowed her eyes. “Didn’t you just get an abortion? What are you doing in a

touches her, so she has no choice but to find someone else.” Joe never knew

me. “You should rinse your mouth when you get home, Mr. Quinn. You’re polluting

never liked either of them, so I hastily turned to

last met, and you’re getting all smart-mouthed again, huh? Have you not signed the divorce papers? You don’t think Ash would

I glared at her coldly and scoffed, “Have you already forgotten that