When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Without looking at his expression, I straightened and went into my bedroom. In this world, no one would go out of their way to help someone else for no apparent reason. There had to be a motive. I was smart enough to know why Marcus treated me so well.

Sometimes, I wanted to continue feigning ignorance just so that I could stay. However, humans were complex beings. I couldn’t very well put on a facade forever, not to mention the current me couldn’t afford to be ignorant anymore.

“Scarlett!” He paused before asking in a low voice, “Have you ever… felt anything for me?”

His question stunned me, and my mind couldn’t formulate a response for a while. “I’m sorry, Marcus!”

A low laugh came from behind me. “Okay. I understand.”

His simple words carried a sense of heaviness.

Even so, there was nothing I could do about it.

I parted my lips, attempting to say something, but no words could escape.

Back in my bedroom, my chest tightened uncomfortably. Even after a whole night of tossing and turning, I still couldn’t fall asleep.

During the past two months, I never once thought about how I was going to spend the rest of my days.

Besides solving the matters between Ashton and me, there was also Marcus. I had no qualms accepting his meticulous care. In fact, I even enjoyed it. However, I seemed to have forgotten that there was nothing I could give him, and at the end of the day, he was the one who’d get hurt.

I was broken and beyond repair, so I shouldn’t drag him into my mess.

The night passed by so slowly that I thought the sun would never come up.

The next day.

a sleepless night, my head buzzed with

in the living room. Upon sensing my presence, he looked

homey meal comprising of eggs, bacon, and bread spread out on the

across from each other., he

the dark circles beneath his eyes, I asked without much thought, “Didn’t sleep well

more.” With that, he filled my plate

for a while but remained

eyes on me, I snapped out of my daze

was flashing

Marcus raised his brows. “Aren’t you going to

I placed it against my ear and waited for him to

you have a lot of stuff? I can go up and help you with

curtains open. True enough, the man was standing tall and proud downstairs, clad

fine,” I declined in a flat voice, then

you,” he answered in a tone that matched mine. I guess this had always

ending the call, Marcus looked at me with

hesitated for a moment, knowing that

didn’t know what else I could say. Since everything in the bedroom was arranged by him, I didn’t have

the bedroom, but he abruptly grabbed my wrist. Before I could react,

hurriedly shoved him away and massaged my neck as anger simmered in me. “Marcus, I thought you respected

out a laugh. “You

when I stared at him, then

the right to lecture or criticize him. Hence, I