When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I frowned at his snarky remark, but still wanted my question answered. “Has he come out from the ER yet? Is someone looking after him?”

Instead of replying to my burning questions, Ashton continued to stare coldly at me. His gaze was filled with despair and a hint of sad irony. After which, he left the room without uttering another word.

Despite knowing he was upset, I had no choice but to check on Marcus myself. As I sat up from my bed and attempted to remove the IV drip from my arm, the door swung open.

Joseph walked in and saw what I was doing. He darted to my bedside and stopped me. “Mrs. Fuller, the doctor just said that you have to rest. You can’t remove the drip.”

I furrowed my brows and asked, “Joseph, can you help me check on Marcus? I’m really worried about him. Is someone taking care of him?”

Joseph sighed helplessly and said, “Mrs. Fuller, sometimes it baffles me how you manage to overlook all that Mr. Fuller has done for you. Knowing that Mr. White has injured himself trying to protect you, do you not think Mr. Fuller will take good care of him? After being told of your accident on site, he dropped everything and rushed to the hospital in the first instance. But he was met with his stunned wife being worried sick for another man, not responding to his calls when he tried to speak to you. When you passed out all of a sudden, Mr. Fuller even fell into a full-blown panic mode that I’ve never witnessed before. Knowing you’ll be worried for Mr. White’s wellbeing, he has made sure that Mr. White receives the best care he can get in this hospital. Mr. Fuller has even hired a personal nurse to look after Mr. White. And after all that he’s done for you, your first words after coming to were all about Mr. White. Don’t you think that’s a bit too cruel to him? After all, he is your husband, and despite the very little emotion he lets on, he does feel jealous and sad just like every other guy.”

I was overwhelmed and at a loss for words. Biting my lips, I tried to digest the information that had been dumped on me.

“Mr. White’s condition has been stabilized. But he hasn’t come to as the anesthetic hasn’t worn off. He is being looked after by doctors and nurses so

me back onto my bed, my mind kept flashing back to all the things that he had just said to me. A pang of guilt rushed into my chest. In retrospect, I

fall asleep right away, I waited till the nurse came to remove the IV drip before I decided to take a

and arriving at his ward, I

His forehead was injured and his body was covered in a blanket, hence I turned to

on him. She said that he has sustained an injury to his head, but she’s not sure at this stage if he suffers from a concussion. A metal rod pierced through his right ribcage, but luckily, it missed his vital organs. There are a few other scratches but they are just superficial wounds. Judging from his current condition, he’s going to be

his ribcage being pierced by a metal rod. That must have been where most of the blood came from. My hands started

my body instead. Human lives are indeed very fragile and short. And yet, in the span of my very short life,

get some rest yourself? I’ll be here

“I’m okay. Besides, I’ve already rested more than enough. I might as well stay here.

going anywhere, she decided to stop persuading

case, Ms. Stovall, I’ll take a walk outside. Please call for me should you