When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 500

After hearing Emery’s comments, I realized that I was indeed quite out of style.

Therefore, I complied with her wishes and bought many things. Right now we had a bit of a problem. I came over by taxi, and she had driven here by herself without a driver.

Looking at the assortment of big and small bags, we were at a loss as to what to do. She considered our situation for a while, whipped out her phone, and called Hunter.

Had I not heard her speaking so gently, I would not have believed that a tough woman like Emery could be as meek as a lamb when speaking to the one she loved.

“Hunter, I am at the mall in the city center. Please come over. There are too many bags and I can’t carry all of them!”

I looked at the bags around us. Women are so dramatic sometimes. It’s just clothes and jewelry. Sure, there’s quite a lot, but it’s actually manageable.

She hung up and noticed that I was looking at her weirdly. “Women need to show weakness at appropriate times,” she pouted, “it’s not that I can’t carry the bags. It’s only because I have him now. So sometimes I can’t open water bottles, lift heavy things, or walk over rain puddles.”

I chuckled at her confession. It seemed that in a relationship, women were the nurturers, while men were the providers.

Seeing that I was spaced out, she blinked a few times and made another call.

“Mr. Fuller, are you done with work?” The words she uttered successfully brought me back to attention.

eyes at her. How could she call

my penetrative stare and continued, “The mall in the

dared to

a raised brow. “Mr. Fuller said he will be here in ten

at her. After giving her a

as she plopped down

heels that are

chin in one of her hands, and suddenly started laughing. “Scarlett, when did you start to consider

now?” I replied

“when I told you my feet hurt, you would just brush me off if we were true friends.” She continued, “Instead, you just calmly gave me a suggestion. This shows that

at that time, and the only pair of heels she had was very high. Hence, it was a pain to wear. Whenever she could no longer walk due to the pain, I would buy her a pair of slippers from a roadside booth. I would be making fun of her while forcing

happened ages ago, yet it also felt as

to her, “Just sit here and wait

it to her and said with a faint smile, “I have taken note of

it, and looked back at me with incredulity in her

design you prefer, I think it can still match your outfit. It isn’t from a

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