When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When he didn’t speak, I peeked at him in surprise, but his eyes were hooded and I couldn’t discern any emotion in them.

Unable to help myself, I blurted, “Didn’t you come here to look for Armond? Aren’t you going to talk to him?”

Without sparing a glance at me, his slender fingers moved across the porcelain bowls as he expertly washed the dishes.

“There’s no rush.” He only gave me three simple words in return.

The atmosphere became quiet all of a sudden and I felt slightly at a loss.

Suddenly, a ringtone broke through the uncomfortable silence. It was coming from his phone.

He didn’t answer it, but turned his emotionless eyes to me for some reason.

I stiffened and asked confusedly, “What is it?”

“My hands are wet. I’ll have to trouble you,” he replied.

At first, I couldn’t grasp his meaning. Later on, I realized that his phone was in his trouser pocket and both his hands were covered with soap.

Coincidently, I had just wiped my hands dry, so technically, it was convenient for me to take his phone. But…

The corners of my eyes twitched as I fell into a dilemma. “Mr. Fuller, I think that’s rather inappropriate.”

He cocked a brow at me. “And why exactly would that be inappropriate?”

woman such as myself reaching into his trouser pocket to grab his phone? How isn’t that

looked at me with a serious yet clear eyes. If I made a big deal out of it, it would seem like I was the

playing, as though

still frozen in the same posture as he waited for me to answer his

sharply and shoved my hand into his trouser pocket. After taking his phone out, I handed it

be any clearer—he couldn’t pick up

I turned the phone screen to face me and swiped to answer the call, catching sight of

while staring at me with

on the speaker icon before bringing the phone to his ear. Due to

didn’t comment. Soon, Rachel’s gentle

What is it?” This man was stingy with

she didn’t seem to mind as she chirped gleefully, “I brought all the previous project files over today for you to take a look. By the way, you haven’t eaten yet, have you?

of him to have a beautiful woman

didn’t come after a long time, I vaguely sensed his gaze on me. Puzzled, I returned his gaze, wondering what was running through his

when I thought he wasn’t going to answer, he responded curtly,

she quipped, “Then, can you come out and open the gate for me, Mr. Fuller? I’m already

me a glance, signaling for me to

before

held it in a vice-like grip. Bewildered, I widened my eyes at him, trying to figure out what he was playing

nothing was wrong and declared, “We’ll go together once we’re done here. Rachel is here because of the Lavelian Village project. Since you’re the person-in-charge, you’re required to

response to his tyrannical behavior. Rachel’s obviously

he scanned me from head to toe at a disturbingly languid pace before asking, “Do you need to have a