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.

thought I underestimated her heart. After all, she was someone who helped John to search for me

here with

me. I figured I should give them some private time after all. With

I could still vaguely see the tire scratches on the road. John’s bloodstains had been cleaned

and intended to get a good sleep. However, as soon as I closed my eyes, the scene of John getting beaten up appeared

food for Emma

Still, there was no reply from Joseph. I was

Neither one was good.

anesthetic effect had passed. John was teasing Emma. “I’m so lucky

wise words. “It looks like your suffering

God. He still can

in my hands. “It sounds like you don’t need me anymore since