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

However, Emma did not pay much attention to me as she went on to check on John. She let out a sigh of relief after confirming he was still alive.

“You should have told me yesterday.” She kept her voice down as she did not want to wake John.

I was not sure if she was blaming me. I lowered my head guiltily. “I’m sorry…”

“I’m his wife.” Emma stared at John, who was in bed. Her gaze had a trace of affection, even though her face looked calm. “If he knows I came so late, he will nag me.”

Emma had always been a strong and independent woman in my eyes. However, at that moment, she looked utterly gentle and vulnerable.

I could somehow comprehend how the two of them got along well. Emma was like a safe harbor to John in his unstable life.

She did not blame me or even complain to me as she knew John would not treat me as such. Her gesture wiped my initial worries off.

bitter smile as I thought I underestimated her heart. After all, she was someone who helped John to search for me for over six years. I

go back now. I’ll stay here with him,” Emma uttered. “You must be

I should give them some private time after all. With that, I shared a few reminders with

bright outside. As the car went past the accident scene, I could still vaguely see the tire scratches on the road. John’s bloodstains had been cleaned up, but

However, as soon as I closed my eyes, the scene of John getting beaten up appeared clearly

sleep after struggling for hours. In the end, I decided to get out of bed to prepare some food for Emma and John. John was very picky in terms of food, as he particularly preferred the food I cooked

my phone. Still, there was no reply from Joseph. I was unsure if he

Neither one was good.

the anesthetic effect had passed. John was teasing Emma. “I’m so lucky to have a wife like

into his wise words. “It looks like your suffering

God. He

breath and walked in with the thermal container in my hands. “It sounds like you don’t need me anymore since you’ve got your wife. That’s somehow heartbreaking. Do you know how much time I spent preparing your favorite