When There Is Nothing Left But Love

John drove us to the city’s finest hotel. We proceeded straight into the presidential suite.

We had barely sat down when John began video calling the rest of our relatives in M Country. He fixed his phone on the table, angling it such that both Audrey and I also appeared within the frame.

Our call was picked up almost instantly.

The moment Zachary and Cameron flickered into view, their eyes almost immediately glimmered with tears. They seemed so overcome with emotion that they were unable to speak for a while.

Louis had since retired and was in high spirits. He thus spoke first, nodding contentedly, “We are happy to see that you’re doing well.”

I felt rather embarrassed in the face of these supposedly dear family members that I had absolutely no recollection of. They had evidently missed me, however, and I was moved by their affection. After approximately half an hour of conversation that flowed naturally after a while, we ended the call as Audrey was complaining of sleepiness.

John left his phone lying on the table and immediately picked Audrey up, carrying her into the room. As John delicately held Audrey in one arm, he patted her gently on the back with the other. It was the model image of fatherliness.

John ensured that Audrey was tucked into bed and turned off the lights before heading back into the living room.

a seat beside me. He’d

regained consciousness, Marcus had been the one sending me everywhere. Afterward, Ashton too had arranged for a chauffeur for me. I’d thus not had the chance yet to even come into contact with a steering wheel. “I think I can try, though.

ignored my playful request. “That means you can’t drive, then. You’ll head downstairs on your own later. The chauffeur and the car are already waiting for you at the entrance of the hotel. I’ll stay to accompany Audrey, so I won’t be seeing you

to leave?” I gaped at John in

you have to do. Once you’ve wrapped up the loose ends, there won’t be a need to look back and regret anything. Leave Ashton’s kidnapping plans to me. I’m not fond of that fellow, but since you’re set

willing to put aside his immense hatred for Ashton to please me. At

exited the hotel. A gray Mercedes-Benz was the only car parked out in front. I approached it cautiously. As I went near, I could hear the sound of the

see that the chauffeur was

After what happened, Mr. Stovall kept me in his service to await your return. You can ask me anything

I immediately took a liking to

then,” I replied her warmly. Fastening my seatbelt, I instructed, “To the

Millie had revved the engines,

arrived at the Fullers’ villa

matter-of-factly as she turned off the