When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 340

Not far away, a man in a black suit was passing a file of documents to another person in a black Bentley parked by the roadside.

They were probably conducting a business deal. Seeing as it was rather late, I decided to be on my way.

Just as I was going to look away, I caught a glimpse of the man in the backseat. His face was cold and handsome, and it seemed as familiar as it was foreign.

That’s Marcus!

Was—was that really him?

I froze immediately, too stunned to know what to do next. Without turning to pick up my bag from the bench, I ran towards the car immediately.

“Marcus!” I yelled. As soon as he heard my voice, an expression of shock appeared on Marcus’s handsome face.

He swept a cold look towards me, before taking the file of documents from the man expressionlessly. After that, he slammed the door shut, and the Bentley pulled away quickly.

I continued to run after the car like a mad woman, screaming loudly, “Marcus! Marcus!”

However, the car refused to slow down. At that moment, the traffic light turned red, and the Bentley screeched to a halt.

Feeling extremely relieved, I ran over to the car at once. In my haste, I didn’t realize a car speeding towards me until it was too late.

Before I could react, I had flown through the air and landed on the ground with a sickening crash.

I felt an excruciating jolt of pain shoot through my knees and my elbows.

me up from the ground. He looked extremely apologetic. “I’m terribly

to see the traffic lights turn green again.

it left, feeling rather confused. My eyes didn’t deceive me—I was sure

was supposed to be

to the hospital? You’re bleeding quite badly. Just to be

a sheet as he said that.

daze and looked down at myself. My knees and elbows were

a couple of scratches on my body while defending Ashton from her attack. However, the wounds had reopened again

deep, and they were bleeding rather

I’ll have to trouble you then!” I couldn’t possibly

…

arrived at the hospital

helped me to clean and dress my wound. Meanwhile, the driver footed the medical bill and fetched

to get somewhere, I felt a little guilty at the amount of care he was lavishing on me. “Today’s accident was my fault! Thanks for taking the

mess on my knee, he mumbled, “Regardless, I was the one who crashed into you, so that’s on me. Please give your

of his time, I tried to decline his request a few times.

could only

phone in a deep voice.

again, unsure of where to begin. Feeling a little awkward, I said, “Ashton,

“What’s up?” he demanded.

sustained some injuries. Can you swing by

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