When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 236
It was still early when I got home. Bored out of my mind, I called Macy.
To my dismay, her phone was still switched off. It’s already been three months. She should’ve been
done with her confinement by now, but why is her phone still turned off?
Helpless, I called Jackson instead. The call rang for a long time before it connected, and he sounded
quite busy when he spoke. “Scarlett, I’m taking care of the baby now. What about you? What are you
doing?”
I blinked in surprise. It must be quite difficult for a grown man to take care of a baby.
“Are you still with Macy in the countryside?” I asked while making myselffortable on the sofa.
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There was a momentary pause on the other end of the line before he answered, “Yeah. And you? How
are you doing? Good?”
I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. “Yeah. I’ll return to J City around the end of the year. Are
you two nning toe back to celebrate the new year? Or are you going to stay in the
countryside?”
“We’re not too sure yet!” He seemed busy, so I quickly asked, “Where’s Macy? Is her phone broken?
Why isn’t she answering her phone? I haven’t been able to get through to her for quite some time
already.”
“Yeah! She’s quite busy. Anyway, I gotta go now. Let’s talk again some other time.” With that, he hung
up the call.
I froze for a moment before putting my phone away.
…
At C Hotel, an international five-star hotel.
After parking the car at the hotel’s entrance, Marcus got out. Then, he gracefully walked to the front
passenger side and opened the door for me before helping me out.
The train of my royal blue gown was too long. When I got out of the car, I couldn’t help but express my
concern, “To be honest, this is my first time wearing a dress with such a long train. I’m worried that I
might fall.”
He smiled faintly. “Then you’ll have to follow me closely, lest you fall.”
Besides this, I didn’t see any other way to prevent myself from tripping.
I shrugged my shoulders and followed him toward the hotel. There was already someone standing by
the Roman columns at the hotel’s entrance to wee the guests.
It was Sharon.
Having not seen her for quite some time, she seemed to have aged quite a bit. Today, she was wearing
a burgundy gown with an ink-colored shawl to match, making her look incredibly elegant.
Older women tended to exude an elegance that was umted over the years as time had the ability
to polish off the rough edges of women, giving them a gentle and alluring aura.
“Marc, you’re finally here! The guests should be arriving soon. Your grandparents are already here.
Hurry up and go say hello to them, thene out to wee the guests.” Sharon pulled Marcus
toward the hotel.
With that, her gazended on me. She smiled. “And who might this beautiful youngdy be? Why
haven’t I seen her before?”
I was dumbfounded. Seeing as she couldn’t recognize me, I was at a loss for a moment and
instinctively looked at Marcus.
Marcus chuckled and answered, “Mom, you’ve met her before. This is Scarlett.”
Sharon froze, her eyes dipping down to look at my stomach. After a transient moment, she eximed,
“It’s you!” She frowned and chided Marcus, “Marc, why did you…”
Marcus cut her off, “Mom, you said that no matter who I brought today, you wouldn’t intervene. You’ll
respect my choices, won’t you?”
Parents would always relent whenever it came to their children. Sharon obviously hated Sally and
looked down on the Fullers.
However, she was willing to put up with me, the daughter-inw of the Fuller family, for Marcus’ sake.
With a soft sigh, she nced at me and warned, “Just make sure you don’t stir up trouble.”
Marcus smiled lopsidedly before leading me into the hotel lobby.
There weren’t many people in the lobby yet. Refreshments were arranged on both sides, and the two
Bauman elderlies were chatting with some guests who had just arrived.
Marcus tugged me forward to greet them. Perhaps it was because they hadn’t seen their grandson for
a long time that they were overjoyed.
Even though they were close to a hundred years old, they looked as spirited as ever.
“Marc, you brought such a beautifuldy with you. Which family is she from?” Anthony Bauman asked
as his slightly ssy eyes fell on me.
Marcus pulled me to the front and said with a smile, “Grandpa, she’s the project director at my
company. She’s my date for today.”
“Ahh, so she’s an employee from yourpany. You’re not getting any younger, boy. You should start
thinking about marriage. Stop dying it,” Sophia Carter, Marcus’ grandmother, piped in.
Marcus nodded profusely before saying, “Grandpa, Grandma, I’m going outside to wee the guests
with Mom. I’ll leave Scarlett here to apany you.”
His grandparents nodded and motioned for him to go ahead.
As soon as Marcus left, Sophia pulled me to sit beside her. “How old are you this year, girl?”
I arched my lips into a polite smile and answered, “Twenty-six.”
“Are you married?” This seemed to be the billion-worth question for the entire older generation.
Maintaining the smile on my face, I said, “Yes, I am.”
She was taken aback, ncing at Anthony beside her. Then, she chuckled. “That brat Marc seems to
get moreplicated the older he gets.”
Anthony released a chuckle of his own as he looked at me. “By the way, what was your name again?”
I remained courteous and replied, “Scarlett Stovall.”