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.

Alexander was rendered speechless by Marcus’ reply. Hence, he asked me, “Scarlett, is he telling the truth? Have you been spending time with him when you were gone all

had gotten overly worked up, I nodded and said, “Marcus has been

obviously having a hard time

“I—”

time for her to have her meal because she’s currently not in her prime. If there’s nothing else, please keep everything you have in mind for the

on with the

stuffed because of them as things

with a vicious smirk, “Alexander, is

“Hold it right there, Mom! I know what’s going on in

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

her son. She

need to stop stirring things up! Please leave us alone. I’ll explain

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

name. Is she a

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