When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Helga told me she would only put on this outfit when she had a mission, so they must’ve left on orders.

Could their target be Ashton?

They were gone for three days without any news whatsoever.

For the past three days, I couldn’t sleep well. I’d only fall asleep watching Baby on the laptop screen.

It was midnight by the time I fell asleep. Suddenly, I heard the door downstairs creaking open in a daze. I promptly jolted awake and put on a cardigan before rushing downstairs.

When I arrived at the hall, Helga had returned to her room through the other flight of stairs. The bodyguard was also nowhere to be seen. Marcus was the only one in the living room. Clad in a black cloak, he looked worn out as he stared at the religious painting on the wall. I remembered he also did the same thing when I arrived the other day.

Hearing my footsteps, he asked, “It’s late. You aren’t asleep yet? Were you waiting for me?”

There was a hint of delight in his voice.

and instead

Letty?” Marcus returned as he made his way over to me. “Luck won’t always

forward to scan my figure. There was a menacing air about

on your side too, right?” I

I wouldn’t allow him to see

Marcus raised a brow and straightened his body. “No one knows,” came his amused

very confident of

more information from him

only seen your son once. You

abrupt, but I went along with him. “Yes. I can’t stop thinking when I can see him

turned at his shoulder

is considered soon? One day? One month? One year? Do you know how torturing this is? You

I took a deep breath to calm down before I continued, “You’re going to lock us up, anyway. Why don’t you lock me up with my son? Please, I beg of you. I don’t want to wait for a video that might be

as though reminding