When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1406

Huh? Is this a confession?

His genuine smile took me by surprise, and I quickly shrugged all of my concerns off my mind. I grasped his hand and nodded as a tiny smile played on my lips.

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After spending another fortnight at the hospital for a series of therapies, the doctor finally agreed to discharge me from the hospital.

As it was early winter, the weather was just about right.

I put on a jacket over my patient gown and took a seat next to Marcus, who was in the driver’s seat.

Irked by my hair that was shoulder-length, I ran my fingers across it, drooping it behind my shoulders when the car was brought to a halt at the traffic light.

It took a little longer than usual for the traffic light to turn green. Bored, I wound down the window to survey the surroundings that felt familiar yet odd at the same time. “Have I always been in frail health? It feels like I have made countless trips to the hospital. I can vividly recall this particular route to the hospital..”

Marcus stared at me in the eyes. A few seconds later, he stared dead ahead and said, “I neglected you and your condition back in the day, but I won’t leave you alone anymore.”

His words felt like a double innuendo, but before I could probe further, he showed no signs to carry on with this conversation. Hence, I had no choice but to stop poking my nose into his business.

Suddenly, a limousine pulled over by the road. The lavish vehicle caught my attention because of its ostentatious appearance.

The passenger inside the limousine wound down the window and a mellifluous tone could be heard as a child yelled, “You’re a fascist who can’t even keep his word! I don’t want to see you anymore!”

It was an adorable sight because the child had uttered harsh remarks that were unbefitting of the image of a child.

A few seconds later, a little boy who looked about five or six-year-old craned over and tried to jump out of the car.

The boy had relatively chubby cheeks and his hair styled up, making him seem increasingly mature as compared to his peers. The checkered suit he had put on made him seem like a miniature version of a gentleman. He had been blessed with great features, befitting his identity as the owner of the limousine.