When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1420

“Impossible,” Emery argued. “Don’t think that you can imprison her forever. I am her best friend. The Stovall family…”

“The Stovalls?” Marcus laughed coldly. “Not even a death obituary could stop it. Do you think that she would be able to live in peace if we returned to the past?”

At the mention of this, Emery was speechless.

Marcus took the opportunity to get up and adjust his coat. At the same time, he haughtily said, “I can’t take it back now. Rather than having all of us live in confusion from now on, let’s pretend that Scarlett doesn’t exist anymore. I will arrange for her to take on a new identity. If you really want the best for her, you would mind your own business.”

Alexander could not bear the sight of Emery being speechless with anger. “Marcus, watch yourself!” he warned.

Marcus pretended not to hear him. “See our guests out,” he called out to the maid.

Alexander was probably not used to being asked to leave. Being young and brash, he stood up and raised his arm but was stopped by Emery. Without another word, they departed together.

Marcus watched their backs disappear and was motionless for a moment. Suddenly, as if he had a sixth sense, he turned to look upstairs where I was.

I was still in a daze processing what I’d learnt when Marcus turned to look at me. I narrowly missed being spotted by retracting my neck violently.

The night was peaceful but my emotions were in turmoil.

Emery and Marcus had my best interests in mind from different angles. However, they made the same decision of hiding it from me.

The old memories buried deep in my subconsciousness–were they really as unbearable as everyone made it sound?

If they were worth cherishing, where did the pain and suffering come from?

I realized that even I was unaware if I could bear the consequences of rediscovering my lost memories.

After that day, I led a dull, dreary existence that lasted for a long time.

Marcus was left to his office by day, leaving me alone at home like a full-time housewife. Other than the occasional foray out of the house to kill my boredom, my life basically revolved around the daily happenings of the villa.