When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I shook my head. “I won’t!”

He smiled but remained silent.

For the first time, I realized that John was actually quite talkative, seeing as he’d been babbling away all afternoon. Since the matter with the AI project was settled, I wasn’t in a hurry to leave either.

So, I propped my chin on my palm and listened intently to him. “Letty, all these years, I’ve been thinking about where I belong in the world, but you were always the one who came to my mind. So I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go.”

I stared at him, not knowing what to say. In the end, I gave him a terse reply, “Just take things one step at a time.”

I couldn’t give him false promises about his future when my own life had already hit a dead end. If it weren’t for the hatred fueling me, I would never have lived until today. Hence, I never promised anyone anything. I was selfish like that, unwilling to spare him even a sliver of hope.

Noticing the exhaustion lining my features, he asked, “Are you tired? Do you want me to take you home now?”

I nodded and left the restaurant with him.

Along the way, I started to feel drowsy. He stopped talking and played some mellow music for me to ease into slumber.

Leaning against my seat, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. However, it proved impossible. More often than not, I lay wide awake in bed, so falling asleep in a car was out of the question.

Even though I was sleepy, I just couldn’t drift off. When the car stopped, I instinctively opened my eyes, only to see John getting out with a dark look on his face.

Ashton’s towering figure was planted firmly in front of the car. He looked slightly haggard and seemed to have waited at the entrance of the residential area for a long time.

his fist wordlessly and threw a punch at Ashton. Despite that, Ashton didn’t fight back, allowing John to hit

the fight either. I just remained in the car, my heart as hard as

Ashton, probably from exhaustion. Even so, his anger hadn’t yet diminished as he roared furiously, “I’ve never met a b*stard worse

to his feet. Although he had been beaten up quite badly, there was still

stared at me with dark eyes. When our eyes locked, I felt no love, only the pressure of bitter memories threatening to

long while before I relented and got

walked toward him and said in a clipped tone, “Please step aside. We need to drive the car in!” He was blocking the

my hand. After staring at me for a long

was trembling slightly, but not because of him, no.

voice was caught in my throat. My eyes stung with imminent tears, and I flung his hand away with all my might, keeping

engine and looked at the man standing motionless in front of the car. “Get out of the

when he said, “If my death will make you feel better, so be

autumn wind in K City was freezing, billowing so strong that the leaves on the roadside were blown everywhere, like orphans left to

not too late to get out of the way!” I paused, narrowing my eyes a

it!” His voice was calm, but

and warned in a grave tone, “Letty,

being rash? No, I know what I’m doing. Squinting my eyes, I lifted my foot and floored

same time. Stupid because right before the car rammed into Ashton, I jerked the steering

to buzz. There was a sharp pain in my

spat a mouthful of blood and slumped