When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Ah, Scarlett…”

I ignored her whining and went back to my bedroom. Then, I continued on with my work for Fuller Corporation. Tomorrow, the bidding for the audit would begin.

At first, I thought the middle-aged man would reappear that night. After forgetting about him, he had not appeared for a while.

The details of the situation was unclear to me.

The next morning, the sun rays already spilt into the apartment by eight. The weather in J City was getting hotter, but Macy was a night owl, so she was still sleeping.

Meanwhile, my body clock woke me up after being so busy for the past few days.

When I arrived at the office in a hurry, Stacey immediately handed me the documents she prepared. She suggested, “Let’s go straight to the bidding venue.”

Nodding, I brought the documents and my laptop to head out of the office with her.

While waiting for the elevator, I bumped into Ashton and Jared. The latter casually passed me a lunch box. “Devon made some soup for you that will be good for your recovery. I heard that you were vomiting quite badly recently, but I guess it is a side effect of the miscarriage. You should take some time to rest.”

Initially, I was worried that Ashton would notice that something was wrong. Thankfully, Jared phrased it well, and I gratefully responded, “Thank you!”

On the other hand, his boss had a gloomy expression, and I could not tell what he was thinking about. It was hard to figure out what he was feeling and who I was to him. How does he feel about me?

opened, and four of us entered it. No one

Stacey cautiously inquired, “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Fuller

as possible!” I cut her off and changed the topic. Since I met Ashton at the restaurant that day, we had

into Nick. Just my luck! He stepped forward immediately after seeing my

close to me. Nonetheless, I politely nodded and entered the site. There were more people here today

Seeing how uncomfortable I seemed, Stacey brought me to the lounge and handed me a glass of water. “Ms. Stovall, for the bidding, there are still a few more companies to go. If you don’t feel well, we can head to the

shook my head. Anyway, I had already listened to the majority of them. I gulped the water down

I could roughly gauge the rankings. While I rested in the lounge, Stacey listened to the remaining session in

not an easy task. Someone as tough as me would make mistakes in such situations

a cold voice sounded

my peripheral vision. Frowning, I scoffed, “Aren’t you supposed to be preparing for

were strong, and the amount of power he used was just right.

you’re okay.” He

the energy to struggle against his grip, I went along with it. Not long after, my headache reduced into

grip, Nick muttered, “How

feel a lot better.

down in an empty spot, he no longer had the frivolous expression on his face. Sternly, he commented, “What is

 I narrowed my eyes before questioning, “Aren’t you supposed to be concerned about the