When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I glared at him and finished the juice. “Please enjoy your dinner alone. I’ve got to leave as there is some stuff I need to attend to.”

He gave me a look of discontent and exclaimed, “I came all the way here, and you guys are all leaving me by myself! Why can’t y’all accompany me around J City?”

“You are already so familiar with this place. If you need to borrow a car, I can lend it to you. I really need to go.” I passed my car keys to him and left the cafe, headed to the yoga class.

I had been a lazy bum all my life. After half an hour of yoga, I was exhausted.

My phone kept on ringing while I was resting. It was from an unknown number. I did not answer the call and continued with my practice.

When I was just about to leave, Ashton called. I answered, and he exclaimed, “Quick, come to the hospital now! Macy and Jared got into an accident!”

My heart skipped a beat. There was no time to waste, so I hurried over.

Ashton and Joe were waiting at the ER. My legs were sore as I ran over, and I almost fell.

Ashton noticed and rushed forward to catch me. “Macy had a slight graze on her scalp. She’s in the dressing room and will be out soon.”

I sighed a breath of relief and looked at the ER and asked in concern, “How serious is Dr. Crest’s condition?”

“Jared is still in critical condition. Your best friend must’ve jinxed him.”

person who would have made such a remark was none other than

time hearing such remarks from him, so I ignored them. I looked

distracted, drove past the red lights, and crashed into a delivery truck. Macy injured her head while Jared is still

was stunned. “Any

in the crash,” Ashton informed regretfully. “I’ve already sent Joseph to handle the matter. You don’t need to

hands trembling. Joe glared at me and said in

enough!” Ashton

his mouth and glared at me

“I just got to

aside and told her

I were seated together, she pouted. Then, she stood at

out of the dressing room. The doctor called for someone to go through the admission procedures. Ashton

the anesthesia, it would take approximately half an hour for her to wake up. I gave Jackson

leaned against the door. “Seems like you and Ashton get

Ms. Larson, for your attention to our relationship.

in anger. “Scarlett, Ash is mine. Don’t even dream of keeping him by your side after the baby

insincerely, “I believe in Ms. Larson’s abilities, but you’re telling the wrong person – you should tell Ashton instead. It is up to

matter how attractive I am, I would not be able to