“It’s okay. I’m here.”

Marcus asked Cordelia to go inside and close the door.

The girl followed obediently, but the man did not go in after her. She heard a few dull thuds outside the house before the men’s agonized moans and cries were heard.

Cordelia looked out the window. Marcus had beaten those thugs down. They were bruised and swollen as they begged for mercy on their knees.

The ground in front of the house was all bloody now.

In spite of this, Marcus did not seem satisfied. He picked up the stick that Cordelia had used and hurled it down on one of the men’s legs.

“Try to harm my wife again and it won’t just be your leg that gets broken next time!” Marcus’ voice was a deep growl, and each word was oozing with threat.

The thugs ran off in terror, and Cordelia hid inside, trying to calm her thumping heart down even though her panting still gave it away.

that moment. When she saw the dried blood on him, her lips

frightened just now?” Marcus went over and put

to hug him and

side of her hit a soft

than I imagined.” He chuckled. “You actually chased them away with a stick when they tried

I do?” Cordelia looked up defiantly. “No one around offered to help, and you weren’t home. I could

keeping you company at home,” Marcus said in a deep tone. “But I don’t think those guys

face deeper in his chest and giggled

past the man’s ripped chest, and his prominent muscles

had not expected him to actually be able to fight and finish the men off so quickly. Why did people call him

changed,” Cordelia told

nodded and watched her with

Cordelia aback, so she asked, “Do I have something on

replied with a smile. “I just think that… you’re not the

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