When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Alexander, now irritated by Marcus’ confrontation, turned around and scowled, “Who the hell are you?”

An intense fight was about to break out because Alexander was on the verge of losing his cool after Marcus warned him to stay away from me.

After Marcus checked on me and ensured everything was fine, he answered, “I’m her friend. What about you?”

“Oh! What a coincidence! I’m her friend too!” As a foreigner, Alexander was slightly taller than Marcus. He tucked his arm and announced with his chest held high, “I’m her best friend’s boyfriend! I don’t need to introduce myself anymore, right?”

Marcus narrowed his eyes and replied indifferently, “She’s my fiancée.”

“Y-You…” Alexander’s cheeks reddened in wrath. He could barely suppress his emotions anymore. “Stop lying! I have never heard of Scarlett being engaged to another man!”

“I’m pretty sure there are plenty of things you have never heard of. I think I should inform you that I have been keeping her company over the past few years.”

Marcus spoke nonchalantly, yet he made himself clear he was superior to Alexander in terms of his relationship with me.

I was sitting in between the two men, so things quickly grew awkward for me. I couldn’t see why they started getting worked up over a trivial issue.

by Marcus’ reply. Hence, he asked me, “Scarlett, is he telling the

the reason he had gotten overly worked up,

in silence, obviously having a hard

“I—”

in her prime. If there’s nothing else, please keep everything you have in mind for the

about to carry on with the conversation, yet Marcus chased him

be relatively stuffed because of

companions approached him and queried with a

mine!” Alexander replied in a petulant manner and warned the woman, “Hold it right there, Mom! I know what’s going on in your mind,

up? You just behaved as if your girlfriend had turned her back against you.” His mother directed the rhetorical question

was a warning to get me to stay away from her son. She must have driven countless women away

to stop stirring things up! Please leave

He had no choice but to bring her back to their table. Prior to his departure, he stated pointedly, “Scarlett, please get in touch with Emery

name.

Alexander would share the details with me, but he stopped interacting with me throughout our meal. Perhaps it was because