When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1634


    Coincidentally, it was mealtime for Marcus. Camelia used to serve him, but today, she passed the tray


    of food to me.


    Staying alive was a lengthy process and didn’t require any fancy reasons, just as long as both parties


    understood each other.


    Camelia and I were on the same page when it came to saving Marcus.


    Pushing the door open, I was greeted with Marcus’ back as he sat on the edge of the bed. Camelia


    mentioned that he was very feeble, so this might be a good sign.


    “Oh, you’re awake. Here, you should eat something. The housekeeper has specially prepared some of


    your favorite food.”


    I walked to the foot of the bed and raised the overbed table,ying out all the food. Although they were


    pre-packed in insted lunchboxes, they didn’tck in fragrance and vor.


    Yet Marcus didn’t move a muscle, appearing uninterested.


    I reckoned it was too arduous for him to get out of bed or turn around. Hence, I rounded the bed and


    voluntarily went to help him up.


    As soon as my hand made contact with him, he shook it off irritably, his pale face looking sullen. He


    was evidently still irate at what happened.


    I let out a sigh and straightened, drawing out in a patient tone, “You can’t be so childish to be using


    your health as a bargaining chip, right?”


    Marcus snorted derisively. “Your memory must becking not to remember that I’m a person who would


    do whatever it takes to get what I want.”


    I was dumbstruck and switched tactics to divert his attention. “Fine, let’s agree to disagree that you will


    fight to the bitter end, but your health is important if you want to revolt. If you have something to eat,


    wouldn’t your battlest longer?”


    Enraged, he looked up and shot daggers at me. “You’re just trying to deceive me now.”


    His furrowed brows told me his chest must have been hurting during our conversation. But in a blink of


    an eye, he had managed to smooth out the pinched expression, and once again, he looked normal.


    That didn’t escape my attention, of course.


    Marcus clenched his fist as if he had something to prove and stated, “If my eating is the only


    compromise, I’ll continue my hunger strike until I waste away from thirst or hunger, whicheveres


    first. The door’s that way if you can’t stomach it. No one’s stopping you.”


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    I was officially out of moves.


    He was right, though. It was either out of sight, out of mind, or giving in.


    It wasmon for patients to threaten others like this.


    Since we were at an impasse, I chose to back down today and left him alone.


    “It’s all right if you don’t want to have a bite. I’lle again tomorrow. If you want anything, inform me


    on WhatsApp, or you could rest if you don’t have much of an appetite.”


    Then, I left the ward without another word.


    Camelia insisted on staying to take care of Marcus. Thus, we volunteered to look after Tobias since it


    was not the wisest choice for a kid to stay in a hospital for a prolonged time.


    Ashton instructed the doctor to administer nutritional supplements for Marcus intravenously before


    taking us home.


    When we reached home, the kids were already asleep. Only Summer and Jared were in the living


    room, surrounded by a mountain of documents, furiously calcting something.


    “Mom, Dad, you’re back.” Summer heard our footsteps, immediately putting down the tablet in her


    hands, and stood up.


    “Yeah,” I answered with a smile and introduced them to each other. “This is Tobias White, Camelia’s


    son. He’ll be staying with us temporarily. Tobias, this is Summer.”


    “Nice to meet you,” he greeted sincerely.


    “You, too.” Summer continued courteously, “If you need anything, juste to me, okay?”


    “Got it. Thank you.”


    I changed into a pair of indoor slippers and dragged my weary body to the couch, pounding my fist on


    my shoulders and thumbing through a document on the table quickly.


    Cost ounting of the club project…


    “You’re doing cost-benefit now? Have you finished with the location and favors?” The Wenville project,


    which Summer and Jared had worked hard on, ended less than a week ago. They should be taking a


    break, not rushing headlong into the next project.