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.

time, so I decided to come and check out your office since I was in the

you suddenly feel like leaving

meet a friend.” I decided it would be prudent

know many people here, but Marcus

There was no point in hiding

held on to my cup as I mulled over the suspicions in my

was observing me closely. His relaxed attitude told me that he had an

sat down in the chair behind his desk. Nonchalantly, he asked, “Did you two meet for a

old run-in with the

pandora box. I couldn’t rid myself of the thoughts in my mind. I blurted, “Marcus, you’ve known Mr. Fuller for a

a neutral

reply put me at a loss of

look

who’s been by my side for the past six years over

asked seriously, “Is it

only wants me to regain my memories