When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I guess I shouldn’t get my hopes high since I was talking to a drunkard.

As soon as he heard my words, he stared at me with his abysmal pair of eyes and a frowned look. He was cradling me in his arms while caressing my head.

I pushed him away because I knew what he had in his mind. “Marcus, you’re drunk!”

Nevertheless, the man didn’t even budge the slightest. Since we were next to the street, I was afraid I would push him off to the bustling streets and get him involved in an accident.

In the end, we ended up behaving as though we were making out in the middle of nowhere, being lovey-dovey in public.

“Marcus-” I yelled at him to express my frustration because he started running his hands behind my back.

Before I could reprimand him, I felt him being lunged away from me full force. A few seconds later, I heard a muffled grunt from him.

By the time I returned to my senses, Ashton and Marcus had gotten involved in an intense fight. To be precise, Ashton started beating Marcus to a pulp with all his might.

Within a few seconds, Marcus’ face was bruised. Perhaps because he was awfully drunk, he was defenseless against Ashton and allowed the brutal man to throw several consecutive punches at his face relentlessly.

I sprinted over and grasped the hem of Ashton’s shirt to stop him. As I was worried that something bad would happen, I warned him, “Ashton, stop! He’s going to die for real if you keep going on!”

Ashton’s expression darkened, and then he asked callously, “Are you worried about him?”

I responded with a frown while Marcus remarked sarcastically, “Scarlett, I knew it! You still care about me, don’t you?”

To be honest, I was completely speechless because of the things Marcus said in front of Ashton – it sounded as though Marcus had a death wish and couldn’t wait for Ashton to send him to hell.

pinned to the ground up, throwing punches at him

grinning no matter how brutal Ashton was. “Ashton, the more you beat me up, the more

definitely wrong with Marcus’ mind. His words worked like a charm as Ashton cast him to the ground

could hear another muffled grunt from the drunk yet brutally

Marcus’ side once more, I got in his way and stopped him in a calm manner. “Ashton, can’t you tell he’s trying to provoke you deliberately? Do you really

and started panting heavily. “This

the heavily injured man to prevent further conflicts. Thankfully, Richard rushed out when he heard the commotion. “Mr.

nod and

departed, Ashton glared at me in the eyes

be blamed for the entire incident, but I tried

“I-I… H-He’s drunk!”

“So what about it?”

supposed to tell him when I

us! He was the one who drank too much and ended up being drunk! Speaking of which, I

replied with a frown and raised his volume because he was enraged.

he managed to

shut tight because I knew it would be impossible for me to talk some sense into

man broke the silence, asking indifferently since I was dead silent. “Aren’t you

I? You have no intention to

he was at a loss for better words to rebuke my

me up just like how you have beaten Marcus to a pulp? I

sounded dumb, but literally, that was

bemused, yet he replied indifferently, “I’ll definitely take you out someday in