When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The nanny prepared a lot of delicious food. After a few bites, I could not eat anymore. Marcus frowned and was a little displeased. He selected a few choice pieces and placed them onto my plate. Then he spoke quite seriously, “Eat these!”

I pursed my lips as I really did not have the appetite. Knowing he meant well, I took a few more bites.

Retch! Before I could swallow, however, I vomited it out together with the food that I had already swallowed before.

I vomited over the sink for a long time, and Marcus turned to the nanny in the living room, “What’s wrong with her?”

The nanny said with some hesitation, “Ms. Stovall has always been like this. Basically, she can’t eat much. Sometimes it’s okay, and she could at least get some down, but if she took an extra bite, she would throw up all of it. The family doctor has also examined her, but he said it’s psychological, so he cannot treat her.”

Finally, the retching stopped, and I washed up. Then I straightened up and looked at myself in the mirror. In just one month, I had become completely unrecognizable.

My cheeks were almost hollow, my eyes were sunken, my brows were protruding, and my chin was so pointed that it looked sharp. The plumpness from my pregnancy was all gone.

I looked down at my hands that were just skin and bones. I looked like a skeleton.

“What happened to me?” Looking at the mirror, tears gathered in my eyes and dripped onto the white basin.

Pitter patter. The sound pierced my ears.

“Your body is just recovering, so you will get better in the future!” Marcus was not eloquent when it came to comforting the distressed. His tall and slender figure stood beside me as he spoke in a low voice.

I pursed my lips as I brushed off the tears with my hands, and he handed me a tissue.

dealt with my emotions. Sitting in the living room in a daze, my heart still felt painful and

out for a stroll later?” He

lifted my eyes to him, feeling a little dizzy. The autumn sun shone on

I nodded. “Okay!”

The bedroom.

have always known that this villa of Marcus’ was located in the suburbs. It was extraordinarily large, like an ancient European castle, extraordinarily luxurious and

rooms in the villa. I have not looked at them carefully, but

bought in the cloakroom were not only designer costumes, but they were also some very beautiful

door with his arms folded, and he smiled as he

to change, but looking at

and decided on a black dress with gold trimmings. Then,

I was stopped by Marcus. He raised his eyebrows and asked, “Every item is

and then nodded. “Can’t

his lips.

clothes away from me, he picked a gold-pink dress of the same style from the cloakroom,

this color, looked at him, and shook my head, “Can I change

lips, looked at the dress he had chosen, and said, “This

my head. “I do not

was silent, and his gaze