When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Maybe? Why don’t you try to think about it?” Marcus kept his eyes on the road as he drove.

“You mean you don’t know him?” I was startled by his answer as I had come to the conclusion that Marcus and Alexander had not been on good terms ever since a long time ago.

“That was my first time encountering him. Therefore, I can’t be sure if he was telling the truth. After all, we were separated for a long time. We only have a few friends in mutual.”

I thought we used to have a superficial relationship where we would pretend to be lovely in front of one another’s friends and families. To my surprise, it was the exact opposite.

On top of that, I was surprised by how Marcus seemed to be aware of the things I had in mind. “C-Can you tell?”

“Currently, you’re not much different from an elementary school student. It’s not tough to read you—all it takes is a little effort and some time.”

It was an answer to my question, yet he stared dead ahead of him instead of looking at me in the eyes.

I could see his side profile from my point of view. He was relatively unfazed.

All of a sudden, he turned around and looked at me in the eyes. “You need to tell me if you’re touched. Miscommunication was the reason we were apart from one another for so long.”

upwards when I heard his reply. Placing my hands in front of my chest, I

to a slit and smiled in

…

downstairs for breakfast the next day,

it was around ten o’clock, he showed up with his bag

us a plate of fruits, Marcus received a call. He headed over to the nearby corridor to answer the call.

pointed at the milk in front of me and suggested, “Ms. Stovall, you should hurry up and finish the milk when it’s still

had been pretty friendly, I picked up the glass

I noticed a note there. The maid looked at me and wouldn’t

she had in mind and stuffed the note into my pocket

my pocket, I took a peek at Marcus, who happened to be on his way back to take his seat next to

there something on

and yawned. “I’m quite sleepy. I’m going to head inside and

to me, let alone the content of the note. Thus, I was afraid to check on the note

something was wrong, I trudged back to my room. The moment I entered the room, I rushed into the washroom and locked the door