When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Glancing up at the clock, she asked me, “Don’t you plan on heading back soon?”

It was indeed getting quite late, but I didn’t want to leave her alone in the hospital ward. “I’ll stay with you tonight. What do you want for dinner?”

“What if Ashton gets mad at you for not going home?” She fretted instead, making me laugh.

“It’s fine. He knows where I am.”

I stood up and was getting ready to go downstairs to the hospital’s convenience store when the door suddenly opened.

It was Armond, clearly tired and carrying a large plastic bag of food and various snacks in his arms.

“You haven’t eaten yet, have you?” he said to me. “I’ve brought a lot to spare, so have some before you leave.”

I was stunned at the sight of him. Did he rush all the way back here just so he could make sure that Nora is well-fed?

Nora’s face immediately broke out into a bright smile when she saw him, tugging on my arm. “Don’t go just yet, Scarlett! At least eat with us first!”

Armond nodded in agreement, taking out the items from the bag one by one. “Linda recommended me Northern City District’s seafood, so I specially made a detour to buy some. I also got some soup for you.”

He directed the last part of his sentence at Nora, placing the bowl on her bedside table before turning to me. “The seafood I bought is all fresh. Try some, Scarlett!”

giving into their persistency and sitting down to have dinner

inquiring worriedly, “Were you so busy today that you didn’t

is getting out of hand, and the Fuller Corporation plans on holding a press conference for

him, Nora turned to me with puppy-dog eyes. “I think it’s best if you

had been my plan in the first place, so I

in here for me to sleep on

that, he glanced at me. “Besides, if you don’t go back home tonight, Mr. Fuller might become even more stressed regarding the Lavelian Village project. If that

sure how

“If you try to make Ashton happy, the

him pitifully. “Though, I feel bad for making you accompany me… I shouldn’t be putting you through

my temples. Are

on my food, I spoke up, “That works too, I guess. I’m almost done eating, so I’ll leave you two to catch up with each other,

downstairs.” Armond

who told me, “Go on, Scarlett! You don’t have your car

I shrugged in response.

the hospital entrance, I gave Armond a sidelong glance. “Do you have something to ask me,

hands into his trouser pockets, his expression turning solemn. “I take

asking the exact same question

smiled awkwardly. “Did you offer to