When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Having met again after several years, he did not overwhelm me with his eagerness to reconcile, but carefully invading into my space and slowly entangled his life with mine.

Although he was not aggressive, it was hard to reject or refuse him.

I made some soup for him. When I arrived at the hotel, he was resting on the bed with one hand placed on his forehead.

I got quite emotional when I saw his pale face. I put the soup aside and sat next to him.

If we’ve made the right decision from the beginning, perhaps we wouldn’t have landed ourselves in this situation. We’re looking forward to the future, yet we act with caution when around each other.

I held his hand gently in order not to wake him up.

My effort was in vain. The light sleeper was alerted a few seconds later. When he opened his eyes and saw that it was me, a smile appeared on his face.

“Isn’t it the weekend? Why did you come over on your off day?” He sounded hoarse and tired.

“You’re sick, that’s why I came.” I withdrew my hand and wanted to reach for the bowl of soup, but he got hold of me.

“Joseph told you?”

I nodded. He propped himself up and frowned. He seemed to be in pain.

“Have you had your medication?” I scanned the room but did not find any medicines.

He smiled. “It’s just a small matter. I’ll be okay once I’m rested.”

it can be cured without taking any medicine, you

pulled my hand away from his, but lost my balance and fell

so warm, exuding a

the soup later. Lie down with me,”

be. He’s sick, and

look. “Drink the soup and

laughing and then stoked the tip of my nose affectionately. “Since when did you become

any injection. We shall see how things go after taking some meds. I got up

up, I scooped a bowl of soup for him. “Drink it

if I want you to feed me?” He tested

was briefly surprised at his request,

him. He removed his gaze from me

continued to finish

“How’s the taste?”

sweet,” he answered

sugar.” He’s obviously distracted. Otherwise, how can he not know how does soup

and then uttered in a

and heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed that Ashton finished the soup. “Thank you, Mrs.

not say

me go. I sighed. “It’s time for you to take a

shook his head. “Lie down with me.” Worried that I would reject him, he bargained, “I’ll sleep better when