When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 237

The old man nodded and remarked, “Ah, like the color. A beautiful name for a beautiful lady.”

“You’re too kind, Mr. Bauman.” I smiled broadly.

His turbid eyes lit up slightly. “Since Marc made the effort to introduce you to us, it means that he cares about you. It’s very rare for a woman to catch his eye.”

“Shush! What nonsense are you spouting, old man?” Sophia castigated him with a stern expression. “You think you’re mister know-it-all, don’t you?”

Anthony grinned sheepishly. “The younger generation have their own way of thinking. Even if we can see through their thoughts, we have to keep it to ourselves, or we’ll end up embarrassing them.”

Sophia huffed, “Good that you know!”

Even though I couldn’t fully understand what they were talking about, I found their conversation intriguing. They were almost a hundred years old, but they could still banter back and forth, seemingly younger than they actually were. It was truly a blessing.

In life, not many managed to stay together until the end like them. Instead, most people would separate at some point, then walk their respective paths as they tried to forget the past.

Initially, I didn’t understand why Marcus wanted me to accompany his grandparents. Later on, I realized that every guest had to come up to greet them.

I was lounging with the two elderlies, many of the

able to know which guests were

care of themselves. The

Zachary and Cameron noticed me. They stiffened at the same time and looked at Anthony. “Mr. Bauman, this lady beside you is?”

Scarlett Stovall. An employee at my grandson Marc’s

exchanged glances, unable to conceal their shock. “Scarlett?” Their gaze landed on me as mixed

during her younger days. If your family hadn’t already found your daughter, I would’ve mistaken this girl for her,” Louis Stovall, who was almost the same age

people agreed with his remark. Even Marcus’ grandparents were slightly

exclaimed, “It’s true. The girl’s eyebrows are shaped very similarly to Cameron’s, and her nose looks like Zachary’s, high and dainty. If you both hadn’t

Zachary peered at his wife, then at me, with

he was done entertaining the guests. “Since everyone thinks they look alike, why don’t you take Scarlett as your

limbs froze up, and I couldn’t figure out

in, “Yeah, that’s a good idea. You’re

the strife between the Moores and me, so they assumed that this was something worth celebrating. However,

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