When There Is Nothing Left But Love

John was angered by my remark. “I’m making a mountain out of a molehill? You tried to kill yourself for God’s sake! Are you going to keep saying that it’s nothing until you’re dead?”

Feeling helpless, I kept trying to change the topic. “I gave you the documents yesterday. Is the Moore family making any move now?”

I could vaguely hear him sigh. “Uncle Louis looked into Hector and Savini just like you asked. He found something and has gone to J City today.”

I nodded. “Oh, by the way, Cameron might look like she’s not involved in this. Since their relationship is purely professional, it’d make investigations hard, as everything will look normal. Tell Uncle Louis to look into Hector’s wife. He’ll probably find out the deal between Hector and Cameron then.”

“Got it. Wait for me at the company. I’ll pick you up in a jiffy.” I had thought that I managed to distract him, but he just wouldn’t let the matter slide. He must be an idiot.

Taking a deep breath, I said calmly, ”Don’t come. I’m leaving the company now.”

The elevator was here, so I hung up. It wouldn’t take a few minutes for me to leave, so it was impossible for him to pick me up. Unless he could fly.

I thought I could leave right away, but unfortunately, life had to throw a wrench in my plans. Ashton came for me when I arrived at the first floor. He was in a black bespoke suit, looking dashingly handsome with his extraordinary height and attractive looks.

already walking over to me. Before I knew it, he was hugging me without a care

since everyone was looking at us. “I’m not throwing a tantrum.” I forced out

car skidded to a halt, attracting everyone’s attention. The door spun up in style, and out came John.

and he squinted at Ashton. “Mr. Fuller,

him a look of disdain before turning to me. “So this is why you don’t want

I said calmly, “I have

the mix would be a recipe for disaster. I looked at both men before caving in. “Fine, I’ll go for the checkup.” Then, I went into

within Top Three Hospital, only I and the psychologist were in

and gave a

adjusted his glasses and looked at me. “Are you frequently bugged by insomnia,

about it before answering, “Yeah, whenever I lose control

you, but you have to learn how to vent them out. Come to me whenever possible, and don’t bottle your feelings up. Life goes by us

casual chat with me, and I nodded in agreement. He wrote

it. Most of them were