When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Chapter 1811 All A Show

Slowly but surely, a frown appeared on Nathaniel’s face. He stared without saying a word, and I had no clue what he was thinking about at the time.

However, I didn’t bother to try deciphering it. Instead, I held on to the opportunity to vent out all of my emotions. Then, I fell back against the wall while staring blankly at the floor.

The truth was that I was trying to figure something out. I was wondering when Ashton began planning everything, but Nathaniel couldn’t know that. With my head down, I looked like an angry wife who had just been chased out of the house.

I only had a slipper on, and between sobs, I muttered, “He doesn’t love me anymore… He doesn’t love me anymore…”

A few moments later, Nathaniel’s phone rang. He returned to the living room to pick the call up. After that, he rushed out of the door. I stopped crying as soon as he closed the door.

For the entire time, I kept my expression blank as I got up from the floor, put on my slippers, and went to wash my face. When I was done with all that, I grabbed some food from the refrigerator and cooked for myself.

Pretending to cry was a tiring task, and I actually got hungry after Ashton left.

I think that was the time I truly appreciated movie stars and understood how tough their job was.

away. It was crucial I figure out how Nathaniel would treat me after this incident because it’d determine what my

of the defining moments in this war. Nathaniel had, in a way, recalled his

Ashton felt, and I believed that all I had to do was to help him in

same side and were fighting the same war. The only difference was that he was fighting from the corporate angle, while I

of all that made me feel better than I had in a long time. That, in turn, got my

floor, I noticed that the door to the room next to mine was left open. The decoration suggested that it was a study, and Nathaniel’s laptop, the one

beeline to my

accessible was of no value to me. They

was no point in making any moves, so I ended up crawling back onto my bed

me from behind my back. That instantly scared me so much that I woke up. I sat up and turned on

pulled the blanket

after me. After a while, he caught up when we were by the door and gripped my wrist. The man then asked impatiently, “It’s the middle of the night. Why

I had to finally break free. I turned around after that and dashed out

I walked right into Nathaniel’s car and

the keys in the ignition because we were in a