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.”

such

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

the car. Jared got distracted, drove past the red lights, and

stunned. “Any

truck driver died in the crash,” Ashton informed regretfully. “I’ve already sent

at me and

enough!” Ashton

and glared at me

“I just got to know

her aside and

Ashton and I were seated together, she pouted. Then, she stood at the

to go through the admission procedures. Ashton did not want me to move,

into the ward to take a look at Macy. Due to the anesthesia, it would take approximately half an hour for her to wake up. I gave Jackson a call and stayed

her arms and leaned against the door. “Seems

so I replied sarcastically, “Thank you, Ms. Larson, for your attention to our relationship. Don’t worry, as our

anger. “Scarlett, Ash is mine. Don’t even dream of keeping him

believe in Ms. Larson’s abilities, but you’re telling the wrong person – you should tell Ashton instead. It is up to him who he chooses

no matter how attractive I am, I would not be able to keep him by my side. I believe you know