Chapter 1743
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 1743 An Abandoned Factory
âWell, that canât be the case. Iâve got self-consciousness and knew that I donât have that much sway
when Iâm just someone of no consequence.â I regarded Nathaniel placidly.
A fleeting smile flashed across his eyes. He then shifted sideways and made a path for me. âGet in.â
He spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, seemingly all too sure that I wouldnât dare decline.
However, I simply wanted to irritate him. âIâm sorry, but Iâm very busy now. Iâve got no time to play your
twisted games with you.â
After saying that, I strode away. I initially thought that he would hound me relentlessly, but he
unexpectedly made no move to stop me. He merely stood there and watched me leave without a single
word. Even when I had climbed into the Fuller familyâs car, he didnât come over.
âWhat exactly is his motive?â I couldnât help griping, with the car window separating us.
The car had started moving, but he still had no intention of leaving.
While I was waiting for his next move with my eyes narrowed, he lowered his head and snickered for
some reason. In the next second, he spun around and strode toward the hospital lobby.
At that instant, I lost control of my body.
âStop!â I roared, urging the chauffeur to stop the car. Getting out of the car at lightning speed, I sprinted
toward Nathaniel as though I had lost my mind. Before he could enter the hospital, I blocked his path,
holding my arms wide open.
Nathanielâs gaze brimmed with amusement as though he was looking at his favorite toy. As our gazes
locked, stark fear enveloped me.
âIâll put my life on the line and kill you if you make a move against John again!â I had no idea where my
courage came from. All I knew was that I had to say something to stop him from getting anywhere near
the person closest to me.
At that, the mirth in his eyes intensified. He looked down at me with the gaze of a victor. The look in his
eyes made it clear that he was an experienced hound, while I was merely a newly weaned puppy. A
threat from the weak was only a clown fooling around, so it posed no danger to him.
Anyhow, Iâve got nothing other than this life of mine! This is all I have. Even if itâs futile, Iâll still try and
give it my all!
âWhy would I want your life?â Nathaniel schooled his expression, his voice turning a tad indifferent that
his emotions were indiscernible. âCan we leave now?â
My hands reflexively clenched into fists. Argh! Heâs really a b*stard through and through!
Alas, I had no other choice. I couldnât allow anyone else to get hurt anymore before I knew what other
tricks he had up his sleeve.
I clenched my jaw hard before I finally yielded and stalked toward the Lincoln.
As soon as I sat down, Nathaniel got in as well.
After closing the door, the chauffeur promptly started the engine and drove away from the hospital.
The irritation within me made it so that everything grated on my nerves. Whatâs the use of having a long
car? It still moves like a snail in the city area, wasting time on commute!
Every second I spent with Nathaniel made me exceedingly uncomfortable, and I only hoped the
horrible drive would end as soon as possible.
The car left the city center and drove to an abandoned factory in the outer suburbs.
The place was dozens of kilometers away from the city center, so there were no signs of anyone living
nearby. The four-story abandoned factory was the size of roughly three football fields. When the wind
swept past, the sound echoed everywhere.
After getting out of the car, Nathaniel headed straight in, not at all bothered about whether I was
following him.
The so-called road was also a small path with flattened weeds from repeated walking. It was just the
right size for a person. As I was wearing high heels, I struggled to walk. In no time, the distance
between us grew.
Fortunately, he merely stopped at the neighboring building and went no further.
The floor structure of the building was circular, with a massive space in the middle, allowing one to look
right down and see the situation below. Nathaniel stood at the very edge as he gazed down.
As I headed in his direction from the landing, my eyes narrowed, and I imagined a sudden gust of wind
sweeping past and knocking him down. It doesnât matter whether he dies right away or becomes
crippled, for everything would then end!
âFalling from such a height wonât result in death.â Nathaniel had his back to me, yet he saw right
through me.
My steps halted, and I stopped a meter away from him. âDonât be so sure of that.â