When There Is Nothing Left But Love

A few seconds later, she approached and greeted me, “Hello, Ms. Stovall.”

“Hello,” I replied flatly. To be honest, I hadn’t moved on from the past, but I was no longer haunted by the things that had occurred ages ago.

It only took me a few seconds to figure out she had conceived Jared’s child when I saw her baby bump.

As a surge of anger welled up within me, I scoffed and glared at him. “Jared, you shouldn’t have brought her here…”

What the heck is this? Is she trying to assert dominance over Macy?

Kristina rebutted, “Ms. Stovall, please don’t blame Jared for this. I was the one who insisted on tagging along.”

I found the duo hilarious and fell silent. Staring at her baby bump, I asked rhetorically in a sarcastic manner, “How dare you show up in front of her? Aren’t you afraid of her paying you a visit in the middle of the night to get her revenge?”

Kristina was one of the main reasons Macy had passed on back then. Since she had the audacity to show up in front of Macy’s grave, she must be having a great time over the years.

With a frightened look, she cast her gaze on Jared. She seemed to be afraid of Jared instead of Macy.

What a joke! It seems that Jared was never made aware of the truth behind Macy’s death.

“Ms. Stovall, I know you’re a close friend of Macy’s, but we can’t possibly bring the dead back to life. Do you really want us to spend the rest of our life in sorrow?”

I couldn’t believe she had the guts to pick on me in such a righteous manner.

conscious of her past doings, I would definitely think of her as a noblewoman

can’t bring the dead back, but we can always ensure justice is served!” I looked at Jared with a scowl and asked, “Have you never wondered the

frank about it.

Why?

mind about saying the truth. After all, the child

that I fell silent, Jared probed further,

Why don’t you send someone to get to the bottom of this if you’re curious? You need to stop behaving like

Kristina was one of them, if I brought the truth up when she was the most vulnerable, it would

we departed early in the morning to reach the cemetery on the outskirts, the little girl started

nodded and paused. Looking at Jared, she bade him goodbye. “Goodbye,

body stiffened because he too

stairs because it would take me a lot

stairs, I asked, “Summer, do you like

better than others—she wouldn’t greet a stranger unless instructed to do so. To my surprise, she took the

feels like he’s different from the

it had something

Seemingly exhausted, the little girl

shook my head and shared my feelings. “I don’t really hate him, but I don’t like him either.

She yawned, “O-Oh…”