When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I nodded and smiled bleakly. After another thirty minutes of conversation, the voice on the other end of the line got softer and softer. She was probably getting sleepier by the minute.

A while later, I heard Ashton’s deep, low voice over the phone. “She has fallen asleep. I’ll send her back to her room first—wait for me to come back!”

I nodded. “Alright.”

I couldn’t help but yawn too—it had been a very long day. Five minutes later, I heard Ashton’s voice again. “Are you very tired today?”

I nodded and replied miserably, “Just a little!” I had been working from morning till night, and my entire body was wracked with fatigue.

“Have you washed up yet?”

I shut my eyes and nodded my head hastily. “Of course, I have.”

An odd thought floated into my head that very moment, and I found myself thinking about Armond and Nora. Rather hesitatingly, I ventured, “Ashton, what happens when you men can’t…you know…”

I heard him suck in a deep breath on the other end of the line. After a short pause, he asked, “Can’t what?”

Hearing his suggestive tone, I knew he was thinking all sorts of rubbish again. I opened my mouth and said, “It’s like this. Armond and Nora are in a relationship now, aren’t they? But Armond seems to have some sort of trauma regarding intimacy. I think it stems from something that happened to him in the past. What do you think he should do?”

After all, who could understand a man better than another man?

laughed lightly. “That’s their own business, I suppose. Why are you poking your nose into it? Stop thinking so

replied in a

be coming over to A City tomorrow. What

“Korean barbeque and Japanese cuisine! I’m absolutely craving them right

only had Nora to thank for that—she kept talking about them last night, and now I wanted to eat

sure to shut the door and windows properly—double-check the

alright, I got it! You

to wash up. Perhaps it was because work had tired me out too much, but

sunlight—the dews on green leaves on

so I felt very relaxed when I

regarding the details on the second floor of the base that morning. Since there was nothing going on that afternoon,

the next few days, and we

we left the hotel, Rachel let me on the details about the next project. Although both of us were like fire and ice in some aspects,

broke out on her face. It wasn’t a polite smile—rather, she looked as though she had just seen something she liked. It was a genuine smile, and one that came straight

gaze, I saw a man emerge from a black Bentley at the door of the hotel. He was

got it

help but laugh. I ran over to him at once and jumped into his arms. “Didn’t you say you were only going to arrive tonight? When

with his knuckle and said, smiling, “Are you really going to have both Korean barbeque and Japanese food for dinner? We might as well split it into

shook my head. “Of