When There Is Nothing Left But Love

"This is Nathaniel." Clenching my fists, I kept my eye on Nick so that I could restrain him if needed. "He is the man you are looking for."

Standing expressionless beside me, Nathaniel had no intention to speak.

With a wary smile, Nick met Nathaniel's gaze with a gentle one of his own. A short while later, he said, "Do you know that you are responsible for the death of a wonderful woman?" Unmoved, Nathaniel replied with cold professionalism, "I don't. But, Scarlett told me that I've caused you and your family to suffer. For that, I'm sorry."

Nathaniel reacted like a remorseless murderer.

If it wasn't because of my inferior position, I would have given him a forceful slap.

Nick needed a demonstration of sincere remorse, instead of an emotionless bureaucratic response.

Hence, Nathaniel's answer only served to fan the flames of fire.

Just when I wanted to sugarcoat Nathaniel's words, Nick had reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a gun.

"Nick, no!"

My scream was futile. The moment the gun was aimed at Nathaniel, Nick had already pulled the trigger.

The resulting gunshot rang out thought the villa.

Unfortunately, Nick was the one that ended up being shot instead.

His unfamiliarity with a gun seemed to have caused it to misfire. The bullet which was meant to fly toward Nathaniel backfired into his right arm instead. Stung by the pain, Nick dropped the gun onto the ground, causing a crack on the tile. The next moment, his hand was already covered by gushing blood.

"Nick!" I rushed forward to support him. "Are you all right? Bear with it while I send you to the hospital."

Just as I spoke, I tried to help him out the door.

However, Nick flew into a fit of rage. Covering his wound, he refused to budge. All he did was grit his teeth and stare daggers at Nathaniel. "I'm going to kill you! You b*astard!" "Kill me?" Nathaniel closed his eyes and thrust his chin forward. Looking down at Nick, he sneered, "You can't even tell that you have a faulty gun. How are you going to kill me?"

"Can you shut up?" I thundered, worried that Nick would be triggered into doing something worse.

Having detected something from Nathaniel's words, Nick's eye lit up in fury. He hissed, "You were the one who sabotaged the gun!"

Stunned by his words, I was struck by a sudden realization.

Indeed, guns were regulated in Chanaea, and the common man had no access to them. Hence, for Nick to get his hands on one, he had to go to the black market, which was an avenue controlled by Nathaniel.

With no intention to hide, Nathaniel readily admitted, "I promised Scarlett that I won't harm her family. Hence, your wife's death was nothing but an accident. Initially, I was watching you to see if there was any way I could make up for your loss. Unfortunately, you chose to act presumptuously by thinking that you could actually kill me."

"Pfft! Who needs your compensation? You killed Rose, my wife. No matter what, I want you to pay with your life!" Nick raged. Despite my urge to berate Nathaniel, I swallowed my words when I saw the guards swarming in through the door.

"Nick! Nick!" As I tried to help him stand, I cupped his face and forced him to look at me instead of Nathaniel. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I tried to knock some sense into him. "Listen to me, Rose told me to take care of you before she died. She has always worried about you. If anything happened to you, she would have died in vain!"

While trying to get through to him, I couldn't stop myself from crying. My mind was filled with the image of her giving birth in the hospital and also how she covered for Nick by putting up a strong front.

The moment Nick heard Rose's name, his eyes began to redden. As tears streamed down his cheeks, he finally broke down crying like a child. "Scarlett, Rose is dead. She's no longer here. The day before she died, she even suggested we have more kids, as it was too quiet at home. Despite how kind she was, I never appreciated it. Scarlett, I failed her... I have really failed her..."