When There Is Nothing Left But Love

How dreary! How ridiculous!

I could not help but snigger, with him in my sight. A faint smirk curled up the corner of my mouth.

He glanced at me, his eyes darkened once again as he lowered his head and kissed me. “Say my name!” he called.

I pursed my lips and tilted my head to one side. I closed my eyes, refusing to see him.

His thin lips hovered at my ear, his voice softened a little as he repeated, “Scarlett, say my name!”

I said nothing. My mind was forming a plan to escape. I deserved to make him wait for me to tell him personally that I cared about him, that I loved him, and that I wanted him.

But I could not bring myself to tell him. Over the years, I had buried so much in my heart, including his coming to Rebecca’s defense time and time again, his never-ending care towards that woman, and the harm he had caused me so nonchalantly and in so many ways.

I had suppressed so much of that. Over time, those frustrations began to take root, multiply, and became more and more intense.

Love could not be that all-forgiving. In the highly selective social circle, anyone could be tolerated. Anyone could fit.

on impulse or out of anger,

my clothes to cover myself, though

serious?” he exclaimed. His dark eyes fell on me, looking extremely

explained it to him. “Let’s just calm down and think this through. Perhaps it was a mistake right from the start. What Grandpa considers as ‘a good match’ might not resonate with our definition of it. My feelings for you at

us, only bits and pieces here

he spoke, the gloom on his face resembled a dark cloud that had been accumulating droplets for

like he said that out loud for himself to hear. In the days that followed, I kept thinking about the many couples in the world. How many of them stayed together through a lifetime of responsibilities just because they were made for each other, and how

you? You keep talking about divorce.

as I slumped onto the floor, still leaning against the cold, hard wall. Hugging my

give up on Rebecca, to prove that I love you?

toes, before looking

heart with someone that’s already dead, and then you’re quite willing to throw your life away to chase after a shadow. What does that

transferred HiTech to my name, I can transfer that to you. I don’t want your house or your car. Luckily, we don’t have any children. Since we agree that this is a huge mistake, we can get a divorce now and start over. It’s not too

he roared at me, “What do you mean ‘not too late’? You’re the one who can’t let go of the past. What’s that got to do

I felt like I was trapped