When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Just as I was about to share John’s secret with the timid woman, a thought flooded my brain, prompting me to ask in a serious manner, “Is this part of John and your plan to keep me here?”

“What on earth are you talking about? I haven’t had the chance to bring this up in front of him!” Arching her brows in confusion, she denoted, “I thought of acquiring your aid when John told us you would be spending some time here with Summer. Are things fine on your end? Why are you running away from home?”

Huh? Wait! That’s not the case!

“Wait! Spending some time here? What do you mean? Aren’t we merely here for the weekend?”

“Does the duration make any difference?” After Emma gave it a thought, she added, “Since there are so many rooms, you can stay here for as long as you want! Isn’t it great? You can teach me the way to tame the stubborn John!”

As I lost myself in my train of thoughts, I couldn’t pay attention to the things she had to say. A few doubts arose in my mind, but I dared not jump to conclusions. In the end, I asked, “Do you have your phone with you? Can you let me use it for a moment?”

After arching her brows in confusion once more, Emma reached for her phone from her pocket and handed it over to me.

I logged into my Facebook account, I began gathering

Ashton’s latest situation because the only news available

figure out the

Emma in an

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just informed me that John

anxious voice. Immediately after I put on my jacket, I

departed, leaving an injured John behind. Judging by his bruised cheeks and bleeding lips, I knew they

rushed over and asked her husband concernedly, “Are you

to Ashton’s departing car. I had a bad feeling about how he had departed before he saw Summer and I

house in time to catch a glimpse of Ashton’s indifferent expression just now. I was taken aback by the sight and currently had