When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Looks like Marcus’ business is thriving.

“That’s fine. It’s not urgent.” I was just acting on a whim. If Marcus was busy, I could always talk to him later.

The receptionist raised a brow as she kept the visitor log. She said indifferently, “Have a nice day.”

Just as I turned around, the elevator doors opened with a ding. Marcus exited with a few men. An older man in the group appeared to be his client.

I guess he has a business meeting.

Marcus saw me immediately. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before talking to the assistant standing beside him. He arranged for the client to be brought to a meeting room. Thereafter, he approached me. “Why didn’t you tell me you were dropping by? I could send someone to drive you here.”

The receptionist probably didn’t expect us to have such a close relationship. Her face soured.

Before I could reply, Marcus had slung his arm around my waist. He dragged me with him as he said, “Let’s go to my office.”

I shivered involuntarily at his sudden and intimate gesture. Once the doors of his office closed, I stepped away to put some distance between us.

Marcus seemed to be used to this. He merely fetched a glass of water for me.

so I

you suddenly feel like

I decided it would be prudent to keep some information

because I didn’t know many people here,

There was no point in hiding

after that conversation. I held on to my cup as I mulled over the suspicions in

told me that he had an inkling of my

chair behind his desk. Nonchalantly, he asked, “Did you two meet for a chat? You didn’t bump into the paparazzi, did

our old run-in with the paparazzi to

had opened up a pandora box. I couldn’t rid myself of the thoughts in my mind. I blurted, “Marcus,

neutral one before asking, “Who’s

me at a loss of

he didn’t look guilty

my side for the past six years over a

Marcus asked seriously, “Is

lips. “Emery only wants me to regain