When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 358


    “Fine.” Shortly after, he offered, “Do you have trouble falling asleep? How about a drink?”


    I rested my chin on my hand and stared nkly at the screen. “I just finished two episodes of a drama.


    My head hurts so much. John, I think my illness’ getting worse.”


    John paused for a moment before saying, “I’ll go pick you up now.”


    With that, he hung up.


    Looking at the scene on theptop, my heart twisted in pain for some reason. It was agonizing, and I


    felt suffocated. Tears wouldn’t well up in my eyes anymore, but the pain in my heart was agonizing.


    Everything seemed dull to me. My world was a shade of grey without brightness. Sometimes, I even


    felt likemitting suicide to end my suffering.


    And I don’t know who I am anymore.


    John arrived at the vi after thirty minutes. He stopped his car downstairs and honked.


    I looked down from the balcony and saw him popping his head out from the car window. “Come down.


    Let’s go for a ride.”


    Listening to his words, I changed my clothes and went downstairs.


    After getting into his car, he turned to me and asked, “Do you feel like drinking?”


    Hoping that alcohol could make my pain vanish for a short while, I nodded and smiled. “Sure!”


    “What are you going to do from now on?” He spoke as he drove his car fast.


    Thinking to myself, I couldn’te up with an answer, as I sighed helplessly. “I don’t know. Come to


    think of it, I have nothing I want.”


    I had lost the yearning for love and the desire to live. My future seemed bleak now.


    He shot me a look and asked, “Do you want to return to R Province?”


    I froze and turned to him in confusion. “Isn’t R Province demolished?” That alley was so small, and


    some developers nned to build a vi there as the surroundings there caught their attention.


    He nodded. “Others were demolished, but our old house wasn’t. It was still there.”


    Widening my eyes, I asked, “A holdout?”


    Seeing my reaction, he burst intoughter. “You can say that.”


    I didn’t press the matter. Given his capabilities, it was a piece of cake for him to remain the over a


    hundred square meters ofnd as it was.


    I thought for a second and said, “Let’s go there next year when springes. I’ll bring Summer with


    me too.”


    He frowned, “Summer?”


    I replied, “She is Macy’s daughter.”


    He froze and fell silent without saying anything in return.


    At the nightclub in Imperial Hotel.


    John tossed the car keys to the valet and held my arm. “Make sure to enjoy yourselfter.”


    I felt likeughing. “How do I enjoy? Don’t tell me you’re going to find me some hosts to serve me?”


    He clicked his tongue and said, “Damn! Do you want hosts? Am I not enough?”


    “Let’s go.” Since we were already there, there was no point in backing out now.


    I wasn’t into drinking. John only brought me here because he knew I was in a foul mood and needed


    something to keep me busy.


    We didn’t book a private room and only sat at a table in the main hall. He ordered some alcohol before


    turning to me and said, “If you’re unhappy, you can just go for a divorce. The Stovall family’s wealth is


    on par with the Fullers, so no worries.”


    I broke intoughter. It had been a while since I had drunk; it felt extremely refreshing after chugging


    down a ss of cocktail.


    “How did you tell that I am miserable?” Squinting my eyes, I rested my chin on my hand and looked at


    the woman dancing on the stage. Turning to John, I said, “Everything has turned out great. Why should


    I be sad?”


    He didn’t drink and only stared at me with a sympathetic look. “Scarlett, promise me. No matter how


    hard things are in the future, I’m your brother and I’m here for you, so don’t…”


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    He didn’t finish his sentence while his eyes were filled with pain and hurt.


    I sighed. It seemed he had many things he didn’t wish to tell me.


    Even if I asked him about it, he wouldn’t tell.


    Drinking when you have a lot on your mind was rather bad because you get drunk after only a few


    shots.


    p! A woman was pped by a middle-aged man on the table next to us. The impact threw her to the


    ground.


    Both of us turned our heads in that direction. The woman’s delicate face was swollen as she trembled


    in pain on the floor.


    “F*cking b*tch! Acting all pure and innocent in front of me? What a turnoff!” The furious man kicked her


    abdomen.


    Unable to suppress the fury growing within me, I threw my ss at the man and it hit his leg.


    He growled, “Ouch! Who threw this at me?”


    “Me!” I kept silent while John spoke and got up with one of his hands in his pocket.


    ncing at the man with disgust, he frowned and said, “Disgusting. Not only does he not look like a


    human, his behavior vexes me too. When did Imperial Hotel start catering to dogs?”


    The manager heard themotion and rushed to the scene. When he saw John, he smiled and


    apologized. “My apologies, Mr. Stovall. How about you follow me to the private room on the second


    floor?”


    John nced at him and said indifferently, “I like to drink here. Nothing wrong with that, right? There’s a


    dog here, so kick it out.”


    The manager had a stiff expression on his face. Looking at the chubby man beside him, he apologized,


    “Sir, I’m really sorry, but we have rules here. We don’t allow our customers to disturb others and ruin


    their moods.”


    Is this what they called saying unreasonable words in the most polite way possible?