When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 1638

No one could know for sure when one would take action upon their murderous intentions, and I did not want to risk agitating him with such ruthless words. Nevertheless, every creature in the world had something to subdue it with. Since the soft approach did not work on Marcus, I could only resort to tougher ones.

We were in a stalemate for a few seconds before Marcus finally reacted—he slowly turned his head toward me.

I then reached out again, and he opened his mouth to take in the chicken soup.

The moment it went down his throat, he furrowed his brows.

“What’s the matter?” I asked. “Do you not like chicken soup?”

Marcus raised his head, and I noticed that his dry lips seemed to be sticking together because of the chicken soup, making it tougher for him to speak. “How much salt did you put in there?”

“It’s too salty? Hold on. I’ll make a new one for you.”

The soup was made according to my family recipe, but perhaps patients preferred blander food. I had to admit that was something that I neglected. It was rare for Marcus to agree to eat, so I felt that a little bit more effort into his meal was more than worth it.

Just as I was about to put the chicken soup back, Marcus stopped me. “I can drink it if you add a little water into it. I’m not patient enough to wait until you’re back from remaking one.”

soon, a smile crept upon

hot water into the soup before

more snack-bite foods in the lunchbox. I was about to grab it, but he

thought of peeling an apple for him. Hence, I pulled a chair closer to sit by

apple was half-peeled, he finally said,

for a moment. Then, I muttered,

in a deep breath before laughing self-deprecatingly. “You’re earlier. Much earlier than that foolish woman. Make a guess, then. When

words frightened me, and I gritted my teeth. “In that case,

I lifted my head and shoved the peeled apple to his lips. “A coward who doesn’t care about his family and friends and only thinks of death

the apple, and I let go of it. With a furrow in my brows, I stood up and stormed

can’t even stand just this bit of torment? It doesn’t

to ask the doctor about your diagnosis. If there’s really no cure for you, then I’ll let you have the euthanasia you wanted.

gaze and gloomily mumbled under his breath, “I don’t disagree with that

was leaving his life up to fate infuriated me. “Honestly, if you weren’t a patient, I’d have beaten

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