When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Seeing that, Emma teased us, “You guys are so sweet together.”

Ashton and I laughed at the same time as if we had planned it.

“Tsk… tsk… tsk…” John shook his head. “Only the two of you would do something like that. Your public display of affection is not welcomed here. But I won’t stop you, so please go get a room!”

“Arghhh!”

Emma gave him a tight slap on the arm, upon hearing his passing remark. John groaned in pain. With a scowling face, he commented, “Mind your manners, woman! Are you trying to kill your husband?”

John had a reputation that preceded him. Anyone who saw his long face would tremble in fear or bow reverently to him, regardless of who it was. Yet Emma was different. She faced him head-on as if she had gotten permanent immunization against his vehemence. Impatiently, she rolled her eyes and confronted him boldly, “Who allowed you say such derisive things?”

some dignity, he stood up abruptly and glared at her, intending to intimidate her. “Trust me. I’ll kick you out of the house if you dare to point one more finger

in the spouse’s private affairs. Thus, I always thought they were a match made in heaven. Faced with their sudden argument, I felt

ignored him completely. She scoffed at him and then pulled me upstairs, “How ridiculous! Letty, come with me. I have

were tied, so I could only follow her upstairs. John roared a few times, asking for her to stay. However, she proceeded upstairs without even turning her head, as if his scolding were music to her ears.

waited on the sofa while she went ahead into her bedroom. Moments later, she returned with a vintage sandalwood box in

and take a look.” She

opened the box, I saw a shiny anklet lying on a

a young age. I felt so troubled and wanted to gift this to her. This anklet is said to protect a child from harm and shoo away bad luck. Legend has it that kids who wear one before the age of nine will be kept

thoughtful, Emma.” Holding the anklet,