When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 216

My tears rolled down uncontrollably. He raised his arms and tugged me into his embrace. He comforted me, “No matter what, you will have a place in the sun!”

I nodded and cried uncontrollably. After a while, I pulled out from his embrace. Then I saw the stains of my tears and snot on his expensive suit. It looked hilarious.

I couldn’t help and laughed. “Your clothes?” My voice was hoarse.

He sighed helplessly. He took out a tissue and passed it to me, “Clean up your own mess!”

I took the tissue and cleaned it for him, but there were still some stains.

I raised my head and looked at him, “It seems like it can’t be wiped off.” I said apologetically.

He raised his hands and flicked my forehead. He smiled, “I will have to send it for cleaning.”

I nodded, that was all we could do now.

After eating and taking a stroll, my mood was brightened up.

When we reached the mall’s car park, he went to fetch the car, and I waited for him at the exit. I was bored and stared blankly under the sun.

The autumn sun was not glaring, but it would still give one a headache if one stayed for too long.

“Jackson, did your driving skills get rusty? Aren’t you only reversing? Why are you so bad at it?”

The voice was particularly familiar. I froze in my tracks and turned over to look instinctively.

echoed from my back. It was Jackson,

“I can’t!”

with his car. He had also caught sight of

his brows, “Do you

and boarded the car,

in a half-dead state. I would only make them worry if I met them. I might

said nothing else. He drove the car back to the villa in

the sceneries went past in a flash. I stared out

sigh, “You would have to

I had to get

days were peaceful. Marcus was

couldn’t possibly stay here forever and impose on

I didn’t check my phone, the television, nor the news. The days were peaceful as

night. He saw me reading in the hammock chair in the

said, “The weather is cold.

my book and looked up at him. I smiled faintly, “You are

angry because I compared him to

my head and gave it a thought, “Hm…you are both

about that. If not, you are

living room and said politely, “Ms.

briefly responded and took away the book from my hands. He took a glanced and raised his brows, “Romeo and Juliet? You seemed to be reading this these

chair. I smiled, “I used to only feel pity for the love story between Juliet and Romeo. But now I could

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