When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Oh, yes of course. Thank you for your trouble.”

Just as the words fell from my lips, I heard a familiar voice not far away.

“Scar.”

Ashton and I turned in unison toward the direction of the voice. It was Marcus.

“Marcus? It’s only a few steps. You don’t have to come out to receive me.”

Marcus had his grey silk pajamas on. With a transparent umbrella in his hand, he walked over in a leisurely manner.

“Is this a friend of yours?” Ashton asked. It could have been my imagination, but his voice sounded a few degrees colder.

“I’m her fiancé,” Marcus interjected at once.

I didn’t respond at the risk of sounding like I was overcompensating. The only thing I could do was smile awkwardly.

“Come here, Scar.” Marcus beckoned.

I walked over to him obediently.

even take a step, I felt my wrist being gripped

It felt very strange.

meaty and rough. He barely exerted any force but when he touched me, it scalded like magma. My skin seared as the pain felt as if it had penetrated my skin and burrowed deep into

Fuller, is there anything else?” I asked while I was rooted on the spot without

I had a sense that it wouldn’t be easy to wrench

proudly and haughtily this entire time, but now

his face as if he wasn’t sure what he was

grip on my wrist. “Sir, please let go of her at once.”

insist. In the end,

Marcus

better shield me as he turned to address Ashton. “Sir, I’m wondering about your

listen to me.” I hastened to explain lest he misunderstood. “When I was shopping at the mall with Emery, I ran into Mr. Fuller’s son who had lost

briefly described the events of my

said to Ashton apologetically. “I should be thanking you, Mr. Fuller, for sending my

gazed deeply at me for a

“His mood changes quicker than the weather. I do

cold out here. Let’s get inside quickly.” Marcus

we were huddled together rather closely under the umbrella. Subconsciously, I

felt resistant towards Marcus’s

distance, for he lowered his arm from my