When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 340

Chapter 340

Not far away, a man in a black suit was passing a file of documents to another person in a blackBentley parked by the roadside.

They were probably conducting a business deal. Seeing as it was rather late, I decided to be on myway.

Just as I was going to look away, I caught a glimpse of the man in the backseat. His face was coldand handsome, and it seemed as familiar as it was foreign

That's Marcus!

Was-was that really him?

I froze immediately, too stunned to know what to do next. Without turning to pick up my bag fromthe bench, I ran towards the car immediately.

“Marcus!” I yelled. As soon as he heard my voice, an expression of shock appeared on Marcus'shandsome face.

He swept a cold look towards me, before taking the file of documents from the manexpressionlessly. After that, he slammed the door shut, and the Bentley pulled away quickly.

I continued to run after the car like a mad woman, screaming loudly, “Marcus! Marcus!”

However, the car refused to slow down. At that moment, the traffic light turned red, and the Bentleyscreeched to a halt.

Feeling extremely relieved, I ran over to the car at once. In my haste, I didn't realize a car speedingtowards me until it was too late.

Before I could react, I had flown through the air and landed on the ground with a sickening crash.

I felt an excruciating jolt of pain shoot through my knees and my elbows.

“Miss, are you alright?” The driver of the car emerged from the car and ran towards me, helping meup from the ground. He looked extremely apologetic. “I'm terribly sorry. I didn’t mean to do it! Youjust appeared out of nowhere I didn't see you coming at all.”

I shook my head. Before I could respond, I looked up to see the traffic lights turn green again. TheBentley sped off into the distance.

I stood and gaped as it left, feeling rather confused. My eyes didn't deceive me,l was sure theperson I just saw was Marcus.

But Marcus was supposed to be dead...

“Miss, why don't I take you to the hospital? You're bleeding quite badly. Just to be safe, you should"Give me the address!” Immediately, he covered the receiver with his hand and announced to hissubordinates, “We'll end this meeting for today. Please make sure to think about how we're going toresolve these issues. That's all from me!"

"Are you still in a meeting?” I asked, stunned. I looked down at my watch-it was already six in theevening.

“Yes,” Ashton replied impatiently. “What's the address of the hospital?”

“I'm at Medwin Hospital! Be careful on the way here, my life isn't in danger or anything.” With that, Ihung up the phone.

The driver continued to gaze at me, his face clouded with worry and despair.

We waited for another fifteen minutes before Ashton arrived at the hospital.

He had arrived in such a hurry that the chilliness of the office air-conditioner still clung to hisclothes. When he saw me lying on the hospital bed, he frowned and turned to the nurse beside me.“Is she alright?”

The nurse froze for a second, her eyes brightening with delight as she appraised the handsome manin front of her. Flushing slightly, she replied, “She'll be alright. She just suffered some abrasions,that's all. It's slightly worrying that her old injuries reopened because of the fall, but she'll recoverafter a few days’ rest.”

Ashton nodded curtly. His gaze fell on me, and he pursed his lips. He then turned and lookeddirectly at the driver, who was cowering in a corner.

"Was it her fault or yours?”

The driver looked rather stunned by his iciness. After a brief silence, he replied haltingly, “I wasdriving within the speed limit. This woman here suddenly rushed onto the road and straight into mypath. I didn't manage to stop my car in time. I'm really sorry about this, I didn’t mean it!"

Ashton turned to look at me. “Is this true?”