When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Marcus’ expression was as dark as night.

As he stared at Sally, he uttered coldly, “Is there a point for you to say this now? Benjamin is dead. Are you trying to kill my mother too?”

Sally sneered, “So you want your mother to hate your father for the rest of her life? He’s been framed for so many years, so why can’t you let him die an innocent man?”

“I’m the one who should die! I should be the one to die!” Sharon cried out as she climbed to her feet. When she looked at Sally, she laughed. “He loves me. Yes, he loves me.”

I sensed something amiss about her behavior, so I said to Marcus, “I think you should send her to the hospital. Something’s wrong with her.”

Few could withstand a shock as intense as that. After glancing at Sally, Marcus helped Sharon out of the White residence.

Now, the only ones left in the house were Sally and me. Looking at the apathetic woman, I mumbled, “Aunt Sally, it’s getting late, so I’ll be heading back first.”

Before I could take more than three steps, she uttered, “Do you think I did this wrongly as well? That I shouldn’t talk about these old matters?”

At that, I froze for a moment before turning to look at her. “Benjamin didn’t mention it when he was alive. Maybe he had other plans.”

“Ha,” she scoffed. “He’s only keeping it to himself because he’s concerned about Sharon’s feelings and reputation. What other plans can he possibly have?”

at her words, sensing the disgust in them. “Aunt Sally, Benjamin’s plans are also his concerns. All he wants is to protect his first wife’s reputation. The way you’re

was the one at fault; she had been the one to hate and love the wrong person. There was no way Sharon

looked at me and narrowed her eyes. “Are you trying to put in a good word for Marcus? Do you mean that my life isn’t the same as everyone else’s? My entire life was ruined because of her. I didn’t marry the one I love, and I don’t have anyone to grow old with. At the end of the day, I’m the

exchanged for. All those years he had been with you, he gave you all his love and attention. You shouldn’t be

made her choice to follow Benjamin back then, she should have known that a day

hissed, “It’s all because you killed the daughter-in-law of the Fullers. You’re

her. Perhaps our brains functioned differently from each other. No matter what I did, I could not share the same thoughts as

of Rebecca’s baby, I

the White residence, the sky

to the villa, thinking that Ashton had already gone home. However, I saw

I went to the study room. In the afternoon, I had gone through many documents in the office, and there were a handful of terms I was not familiar with. This would be

for my dinner. As I was

Ashton came back, it was already late at

I was not in the bedroom, so he came to the study for

I looked away from the computer screen and fixed my gaze on him instead. “You’re

me. As he sprawled by the edge of the table, he asked me what I

made me subconsciously