When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I turned on the lights and served him a glass of water. Sitting down on the rattan chair, I tried to sober up.

He stared at me meaningfully and asked, “Have you returned to the family home?”

I hesitated. “Twenty years have gone by. It is probably demolished or completely renovated.”

I did paid the family home a visit when I first came to R Province with Summer. In fact, I like to bring her there and stroll around. Although it has been largely modified, many interior items still remain.

He continued looking at me. “I only replaced what was broken. I didn’t change the rest.”

I was taken aback when I realized he bought the family home.

Except for nodding, I refrained from saying anything. “It’s getting late. Let’s catch up another time, you should go home and get some rest.”

There’s no need for him to stay over since he’s got a house in R Province.

He quietly made his way to the door.

I followed him from behind until we got to the main entrance.

Out of the blue, he turned around and hugged me. I was stunned at first, but calmed down within the next minute.

“I miss you, Scarlett,” he said hoarsely in a childlike manner.

I stood still and patted his back. In a light voice, I said to him, “Summer is already four. Come over and visit her whenever you are free.”

There’s no need to brood over it because time will heal it all.

John went looking

and me spread like wildfire

to gain Louis’ favor. Some criticized us

used to all these unfounded speculations that I had grown numb to all

grist for the mill as far as the talk in the workplace was concerned. Immediately, there

busy arranging the files and did not notice that he was

when the girls who were discussing lipsticks and cosmetics

and found a handsome man standing

presence

Why are you

from my computer screen and looked at me. “I’m

didn’t sound like an

well-known as Ashton, being a businessman from the Stovall family had earned

recognized him were excited

on some pending work on the computer. “You might need to wait for a

then found a place to settle down. He

the office,

asked, “Who’s this man? What’s

of an electronic technology company, John Stovall, the son of

“So, they are siblings?”

haven’t heard anything

so strange about it? We didn’t know that

talked in hushed voices, they were not entirely inaudible. Disliking what I heard, I left the place

sought my opinion once we got out of the hotel. “What do

“Anything.”