When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1189

If I hadn’t complained about him with Emery, things would have never ended up as such. Jackson should resent me for his misery instead of taking things out on himself.

“Aren’t you going to take Summer away from me? Do you really think you currently possess the things it takes to bring her away from me?” Since there was nothing we could discuss, I decided to motivate him to talk through provocation.

He looked me in the eyes, intimidating Emma, who was behind me, with his rage-filled glare. After a few seconds, he responded with a sneer and looked elsewhere. “I should have known you’re a selfish woman ever since the moment you got into a relationship with that selfish man! I can’t believe Macy had sacrificed her life to save you! She’s such a fool!”

“Indeed, I have always been a selfish woman! Have you just figured that out?” I took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions I felt building up within me. I carried on with a strong front and rebuked, “Get a grip on yourself and prove me wrong!”

“Scarlett!” Jackson sprinted over to my side. He had his eyes glued to me, behaving as though he couldn’t wait to knock me out.

His current look was far more vicious than the time he dropped by to confront me. Although I had been trying my best to keep a straight face, I secretly gulped in fear.

On the other hand, despite how Emma started stuttering in fear, she got in front of me, defending me as much as she could. “D-Don’t you dare try anything silly! O-Our bodyguards are right outside of the clinic!”

of silence, he returned to the couch and said, “Get out of my sight at once. Stay far away from

the end of our conversation. Thus, Emma and I had no choice but to leave

to get him back to his usual

to return home. John didn’t want me to be

at the school. Emma had to bear the risk

entrance of the clinic, I heard a familiar

Mitchell’s bodyguards

on bad terms with one another. I put on a calm front and asked, “What do you need from me,

forward before Mitchell could answer my queries. A

a

my breath and clenched my fists to suppress the fear I

he doing here? Why is he by Mitchell’s

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