Chapter 1441
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Marcus looked at me directly. âI already gave you the answer.â
His answer dashed my fantasies. âOh, ok.â
You look alike, but youâre not the same.
This whole mess is because of my face.
âAre you disappointed?â Marcus hit the nail on the head.
I shook my head, hiding my true feelings. âNo, Iâm glad itâs resolved. I donât have to worry about this
anymore; itâs a relief. I only regret that Iâm not Gregoryâs mother.â
Marcus said jokingly, âIf youâve changed your mind about kids, Iâm always ready to make a baby with
you.â
âPfft.â I rolled my eyes and snatched the water out of his hands. âYouâre still trying to take advantage of
me after admitting that youâve been lying to me for years? Donât make me kick you to the curb!â
Marcusâ head injury didnât stop him from using his arm. He held his glass easily as he whined, âYouâre
going to treat a patient like this?â
I glared at him and dropped the subject.
Though my memories hadnât returned, that didnât mean I was a muddled mess.
There were too many mysteries surrounding Marcus. I would unravel them one by one once he had
recovered.
Marcus spent six years taking care of me in the hospital. That was proof enough that he didnât bear any
ill will toward me.
Drowsy after the meal, Marcus soon fell into a deep sleep. I left to get some fresh air in the corridor.
My phone began ringing just as I sat down. It was an unknown number.
I had a sinking feeling that the caller was my cold neighbor. This sort of mysteriousness suited him.
I checked on Marcus through the window. He was sound asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily
with each breath.
Once I ascertained his safety, I picked up the call. âHello, may I know whoâs calling?â
A familiar voice drifted through the receiver. âMs. Stovall.â
I knew without a doubt that this was Ashton.
His tone was unique, cold like the lakes in late autumn with an inexplicable charisma. It was easy to
recognize.
Ironically, his call felt like winning the lottery. I didnât expect someone as powerful as him to call me
voluntarily.
I collected myself and calmed my nerves. âMr. Fuller, how can I help you?â
âI have the results of your paternity test with Gregory. Iâll send someone to pick you up.â
I noticed that I was already used to his concise manner of speaking.
âYouâve caught me at a bad time. Iâm at the hospital.â I turned around and checked on Marcus once
more. âMy friend is alone in the hospital, and I canât just get up and leave. Can we reschedule?â
Ashton seemed to completely ignore my request as he talked over me impatiently, âMs. Stovall, do you
know how many thousands of people are employed at the Fuller Corporation?â
âHuh?â Surprised, I nodded though he couldnât see me. âIâve seen it on the news. Why?â
âTo accommodate a change in my schedule, thousands of employees will have to change their
schedules as well. Ms. Stovall, are you sure you want to be responsible for a change like that?â
My jaw fell open at his statement. What was I thinking? That I could outmaneuver a businessman at the
top of his field?
In the end, I could only tell him the address of the hospital.
He hung up immediately after I ended my sentence.
Impatient jerk! What a rude b*stard!
I was left staring at the call log of my phone. I decided to ask the housekeeper to come and take care
of Marcus.
Marcus woke up just as I pushed open the door.
âDid I wake you?â I asked apologetically.
âNo.â He shook his head weakly. He looked even paler after his short nap.
After some hesitation, I said, âMarcus, Iâm leaving for a while as I have some things to attend to.â