Marcus pinched the spot between his brows and looked grimmer before taking a deep breath and hanging up. He would make a trip back to Centrolis—just not now. He would only be alarming the people who thought that he had died in the plane crash and causing them to conspire again and find more vicious ways to harm him!

“Boba or grass jelly? Which one do you like?”

That question pulled Marcus out of his thoughts, and he met a pair of sparkling big eyes. Cordelia grinned at him, as sweet as the milk tea she had in her hand.

“What’s gotten to you?” Cordelia looked at him. “You don’t look quite…”

“I’m fine.” It did not feel good that someone could see past him.

Marcus’s voice was icy as he turned his back to her. “Have one yourself. I don’t like sweet things.”

Cordelia froze on the spot, holding two cups of milk tea. It was only after some time that she jogged up to him, biting her lip.

a world that only belonged to him on the other side, and she could not get over it no

their

to Cordelia and slept on the couch outside. There was only one duvet as well, which

it. She stood by the bedroom door for quite a while, but the words “you can sleep in the room too” felt stuck in her throat. Perhaps Marcus

head fall with a small

a cold, bad communicator who always got into fights. She thought that he did not seem as bad, though. At least he showed her enough

to custom, the bride should go back to visit her maiden family on the third

the woman company, and they should bring along some sweet treats

monetary wedding gift as long as she got married in

been three days since Cordelia had gotten married and the Jenners’ promise felt like it had vanished into thin air. No one

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