When There Is Nothing Left But Love

This man, who was over thirty and stood at five-feet-nine, started crying as he spoke, looking so aggrieved and pitiful. “You think I don’t know I should’ve cherished her well? But since I was a kid, no one taught me how to love. I thought that giving her the best living environment and materialistic life was enough. She knew that I didn’t approach any of those women and they were the ones who threw themselves at me. I…”

I watched as his tears and snot dirtied the sofa and the floor. Sighing helplessly, I softened my tone and said, “Alright, I know how much you’re hurting now and I also know that you never wanted things to turn out this way, but this is all in the past. She’s found her home now and gets to live the life she’s always wanted.

No one is blaming you, John. But since there’s no way to change any of this, stop torturing yourself. When you meet another woman whom you love again, just make sure you tell her and give her a sense of security. Don’t be caring one moment and distant the next.”

“There won’t be another woman!” He lay limp on the floor and bawled like a child. In a choked voice, he said, “There won’t be another woman who’d spend a decade with me for nothing just like she did! I brought this upon myself, Scarlett! I deserve this!”

For a while, I couldn’t think of the right words to comfort him. He was crying so hard that his body shook from it. After some hesitation, I decided to relay Hannah’s words to him. “John, the stupidest thing a person can do is realizing someone’s worth after they’re gone because it is completely meaningless. Regardless of how sad and regretful you are, you should know that you don’t always get second chances. Hannah is now married to someone who loves her dearly. You should do the same; start your own life and live how you want to. You shouldn’t destroy your future by dwelling on the past “

said everything that I could. Despite not knowing if these words could get through to him, but it was

was so drunk that he could barely walk, so allowing him

sure he drank a few sips, I finally breathed out a sigh of relief. Noticing that his

Stovall, where are you? Why didn’t you answer

have actually believed that this woman genuinely cared about John. I spoke into the phone in a

voice. “Are

I didn’t have much patience for a woman like her and it was apparent from the bite in my

a while before Yvonne feigned confusion. “Ms. Stovall, do all rich people like using money to insult a person’s

hounding my brother these days and I bet you’ve spent quite a lot of his money. He doesn’t really care much