When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1779


    Chapter 1779 Pretending To Hear Nothing


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    “I asked you to stop!” John bellowed, scaring all the words I had on the tip of my tongue back down my


    throat.


    Then, in a cautious but firm voice, he said, “Once a spy is exposed, they can’te back in one piece.


    I don’t want to see only bits of you the next time I see you. What we have is time. Come back first, and


    we’ll slowly resolve this matter. Before that happens, no matter what you say to me, I’ll pretend that I


    heard nothing.”


    Rendered speechless for a moment, I then reluctantly agreed, “All right. Sorry to trouble you with taking


    care of Gregory and Audrey for now.”


    “You’re right. It’s troublesome,” John said in a serious tone. “So get back here as quickly as possible


    and take them back.”


    What a soft-hearted person. He’s clearly afraid that it’s too dangerous for me out here, so he’s urging


    me to go back. I chuckled and nodded. “All right. I’lle back once I’m done with everything. I won’t


    even dy for a second.”


    “Be careful.”


    “I will.” With that said, I ended the call.


    The sky outside the window was gloomy. I could not tell what time it was, so I unlocked my phone to


    look at the time.


    It’s twenty minutes to eleven in the morning. I must have slept for an entire day and night. I wonder how


    things are at Ashton and Joseph’s side. Nathaniel doesn’t want me to die. In other words, I must mean


    something to him now. That will be my bargaining chip. With that, I won’t be forced to do as he says the


    next time we meet. It’s not that he can’t love someone, but that he doesn’t want to lose. If I’m dead, he


    won’t be able to match up to Ashton. He’ll forever be a loser. I can’t die, but I have to make Nathaniel


    think that I’m not afraid of death. That’ll be the only way I can make him wary of me.


    What I had most was time while I was recovering in the hospital. While Nathaniel was not around, I


    tried to find out the general location of that ind.


    Unfortunately, when I zoomed into the map, I realized there were tons of inds around the maind.


    My memory of the trip alone was not enough for me to figure out which ind I was on.


    It was then I came to the realization that Nathaniel must have chosen that ce as his factory because


    of that. The news of the nearby inds getting swarmed by police would give them enough time to


    respond.


    Around noon, the door to the ward opened again, and Nathaniel entered with a thermal food jar. It


    seemed like he was going to plead for forgiveness by acting like a good husband.


    There was a total of six dishes, including two kinds of soup and a dessert. It was a sumptuous meal for


    a patient.


    Nathaniel quietly unpacked the food before getting a te with a fork and putting it in front of me. He


    then said, “Eat.”


    I lowered my head to nce at it before lifting it again. Stubbornly not taking the fork, I said, “I have an


    injury on my shoulder, and my head is spinning. How am I supposed to eat?”


    Hearing that, Nathaniel glimpsed at my forehead before standing up to head out. “I’ll get the nurse.”


    However, he halted in his tracks two stepster. After a second of standing transfixed, he turned


    around and picked up the te and fork. He then stabbed a piece of broli and held it in front of my


    lips, saying, “Open your mouth.”


    I instinctively flinched. After a moment of hesitation, I reluctantly opened my mouth and slowly ate the


    broli.


    The moment the broli entered my mouth, my tastebuds came alive. I had to admit that the food


    tasted great.


    However, I kept a calm look on my face. As a matter of fact, I even taunted, “You made this? It’s not as


    good as Ashton’s, but it’s somewhat edible.”


    Nathaniel did not respond immediately. After feeding me a piece of meat, he said, “This is made by


    Ashton.”


    I nearly choked on my own saliva.


    “I was afraid that you might not eat, so we made a deal, and I got him to make a meal in exchange,”


    Nathaniel added as he carefully adjusted the angle of the fork. He made it seem like feeding me was


    something so important that no mistakes could be made.


    “What deal?” I asked as I continued chewing. Ashton knows me well. No wonder the food has the right


    intensity of vor of my preference.