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.

I could even take a step, I felt my wrist being gripped

It felt very strange.

touched me, it scalded like magma. My

was rooted on

did not use much strength, I had a sense that it wouldn’t be easy to wrench myself

proudly and haughtily this entire time, but

his face as if

please let go of her at

his eyebrows but did not insist. In the end, he did as he

Marcus and stood under

wondering about your intentions towards my fiancee,” he said with hostility. “Aren’t you

I was shopping at the mall with Emery, I ran into Mr. Fuller’s son

a few minutes, I had briefly described

had relaxed somewhat after hearing my explanation. “This was clearly a misunderstanding,” he said to Ashton apologetically. “I should be thanking you,

expressionless throughout the entire encounter. He only gazed deeply at me for a while

thinking. “His mood changes quicker

he gave my shoulder a pinch. “It’s cold out here. Let’s get inside quickly.” Marcus ushered

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

still felt resistant towards Marcus’s attempts

my distance, for he lowered his arm from my shoulder