When There Is Nothing Left But Love

At noon, Ashton called, “Have you taken your lunch?”

It seemed he had placed a lot of attention on the mundane details of my life now. It was quite unusual of him to behave like this.

I lay on the couch and nodded, “Yeah. I’m a little bored because I’m alone at home.”

He chuckled, “Do you want to come and pick me up from work then?”

I froze for a moment and instantly took up his offer, “Okay!”

I could imagine the smile on his face upon knowing how spirited I was.

After a short pause, he said in a serious voice, “Are you not going to ask me if I’ve taken my lunch?”

I was a little tongue-tied at first. “So… have you eaten?”

“Yes. Grilled eggplant. I’ll make this for you tonight.”

Grandma once said, teenagers are often abashed when they’re in love, while those in their mid-twenties would be more romantic and crazier in love. As for people aged thirty and above, love is basically dead.

But I beg to differ. Love after the age of thirty might not be intense or passionate but will subtly reside in our hearts.

The older we get, the more we appreciate such subtlety. And the love we have for our partners would evolve to become an integral part of our lives.

each other’s companionship, and, God

the call after having a chat with Ashton. Since I had nothing to do at the Fuller Corporation, I thought I might take my own sweet time going to his

a nap in the afternoon, I noticed the

the watch and realized it was already 8 p.m. I immediately bounced out of bed, checked my phone, and saw a few missed calls

I saw a note on the

on his own. Something urgent cropped up,

he reminded me to eat my dinner. Upon seeing the blanket on the couch, I could not help but slap my forehead with my palm. What is wrong

to the couch and

the man asked in a deep

at the dishes on the table, and replied frankly, “I’m still

the vibration from the phone. It must

about it and answered, “Wait

thought I might as well take this opportunity to go

into new clothes, I drove straight to the Imperial

supposed to be thirty minutes from the villa, but it took me twice as long to reach the

the hotel manager knew who I was. He then

was Ashton, and the other one was Joe, who was completely

seen Joe for a very long time. He now had an overgrown beard and looked

was glad that Ashton did not drink. He sat still on the couch and listened