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.

him and instead said, “Looks like

returned as he made his way over to me.

in front of me and leaned forward to scan

too, right?” I swallowed lightly and

I wouldn’t allow him to see that side of

straightened his body. “No one knows,” came his

confident of himself,

pry more information from him when he turned,

son once. You must miss him dearly,

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

me, Marcus turned at his shoulder and

he couldn’t be trusted. “How long is considered soon? One day? One month? One year? Do you know how torturing this is? You said you love me and wanted me to choose you, but you separated me from my son. Is

up with my son? Please, I beg of you. I

though reminding