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.

so after getting out of the car, he raised his fist wordlessly and threw a punch at Ashton. Despite

to stop the fight either. I just remained in the car, my heart as hard as a stone and

probably from exhaustion. Even so, his anger hadn’t yet diminished as he roared

silent and slowly got to his feet. Although he had been beaten up quite badly, there was still an

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

while before I relented and

tone, “Please step aside. We need to drive the car in!” He was blocking

pain to shoot through my hand. After staring at me for a long time, hurt flashed across his eyes as he forced out the words, “Scarlett, this isn’t your

no. It was probably due to the late autumn’s cold

throat. My eyes stung with imminent tears, and I flung his hand away with all my might, keeping my emotions on a tight leash before speaking, “Sure. You can

started the engine and looked at the man standing

gleamed slightly when he said, “If my

was freezing, billowing so strong that the leaves on the roadside were

I paused, narrowing my

His voice was calm, but John started

looked at me and warned in a

rash? No, I know what I’m doing. Squinting my eyes,

indeed terrifying and stupid at the same time. Stupid because right before the car rammed into Ashton, I

my head to buzz. There was a sharp pain in my chest before something warm

of blood and slumped weakly onto the steering wheel,