When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1779

Chapter 1779 Pretending To Hear Nothing

“I asked you to stop!” John bellowed, scaring all the words I had on the tip of my tongue back down my throat.

Then, in a cautious but firm voice, he said, “Once a spy is exposed, they can’t come back in one piece. I don’t want to see only bits of you the next time I see you. What we have is time. Come back first, and we’ll slowly resolve this matter. Before that happens, no matter what you say to me, I’ll pretend that I heard nothing.”

Rendered speechless for a moment, I then reluctantly agreed, “All right. Sorry to trouble you with taking care of Gregory and Audrey for now.”

“You’re right. It’s troublesome,” John said in a serious tone. “So get back here as quickly as possible and take them back.”

What a soft-hearted person. He’s clearly afraid that it’s too dangerous for me out here, so he’s urging me to go back. I chuckled and nodded. “All right. I’ll come back once I’m done with everything. I won’t even delay for a second.”

“Be careful.”

With that said,

what time it was, so I unlocked my

Ashton and Joseph’s side. Nathaniel doesn’t want me to die. In other words, I must mean something to him now. That will be my bargaining chip. With that, I won’t be forced to do as he says the next time we meet. It’s not that he can’t love someone, but that he doesn’t want to lose. If I’m dead, he won’t be able to match up to Ashton. He’ll forever be a loser. I can’t die, but I have to make Nathaniel think that I’m not afraid of death. That’ll be the

most was time while I was recovering in the hospital. While Nathaniel was not

of islands around the mainland. My memory of the trip alone was not enough for me to figure out which island

his factory because of that. The news of the nearby islands getting swarmed by police would give them enough time

with a thermal food jar. It seemed like he was going to

including two kinds of soup and a dessert.

before getting a plate with a fork and putting

it again. Stubbornly not taking the fork, I said, “I have an injury on my shoulder, and

at my forehead before standing up to head out.

two steps later. After a second of standing transfixed, he turned around and picked up the plate and fork. He then stabbed a piece of broccoli and held

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