When There Is Nothing Left But Love

A little astonished, I said, “You’ve never gone to the hospital?”

“I’ve suggested it many times, but he always refuses.” She shook her head. “He was alright in the beginning, but his condition gradually got worse. I thought it could be a psychological issue. However, I’m not familiar with his past, so I couldn’t ask him.”

“Well, you could try asking Linda. She’s been working under Mr. Murphy for a long time. She should know something useful about Armond.”

She hummed, deep in thought. “Do you think he might have been in love with a girl who later left him, traumatizing him and causing him to become unable to love? Why else would such a rich, handsome bachelor of his age still be unmarried and have no woman by his side?”

“Do you not count as a woman?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Um… I meant prior to me!”

really consult Linda directly about this.” When trying to solve a problem, you had to start at the possible

she leaned in conspiratorially. “I take it things are going

do from now on, actually. So many unexpected things have happened. I continuously rejected Ashton and pushed him away because I think I’m not good enough for him. But I can’t deny the fact that I love him, and I miss him, and he will always be the first person I instinctively go to when I’m in trouble. I also know that no one on this earth will ever love me as much as

imagine what kind of man I would meet in the future. He doesn’t have to be wealthy or especially outstanding, as long as he’s truly, madly, and deeply in love with me. Too bad it didn’t turn out that way in the end. Although, to be honest, I know all too clearly that Armond may not love me a lot, and neither do I love

insight into Nora’s perspectives on

been through a lot in the past several years, I’ve never since experienced the hesitation and aimlessness that I felt after first leaving Ashton. I think I can now confidently say from the bottom of my heart that no matter

why I envy you. I’ve never been in love. When my classmates started dating in middle school, I thought they were too immature and that I was too good to get myself involved with them. Everyone seemed to be falling in love with other people left and right at university, too. I guess it was fate that I never found

great guy would bring about suffering and pain and hurt, but none of that happened. You just naturally and peacefully got together, and that makes

about right.” She nodded. “He’s way out of my league. In the beginning, I’ve thought up countless methods to try and make him fall for