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.

of frosty wall. There was a world that only belonged to him on the

day after their

only one duvet as

quite a while, but the words “you can sleep in the room too” felt stuck in her throat. Perhaps Marcus was right. She

her head fall with a

said that Marcus was a cold, bad communicator who always got into fights. She thought that he did not seem as bad, though. At least he

to visit her maiden family on the

in the morning. To others, this was huge. The husband ought to keep the woman company, and they should bring along some sweet treats home. The family would have a hearty lunch together, and the newlyweds would return before sunset. However, this

father had promised that he would give her a big monetary wedding gift as long as she got married in Yelena’s place. The money would

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

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