“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.

moment. When she saw the dried blood on

Marcus went over and put

hug him and snuggling her face against

soft, dependent side of her hit a soft spot in

them away with a stick

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

all my fault. I should have been keeping you company at home,” Marcus said in a deep tone.

in his chest and giggled

chest, and his prominent muscles made

expected him to actually be able to fight and finish the men off so quickly. Why did

first and get changed,” Cordelia told him. “I’ll

nodded and watched her with a

aback, so she asked,

“I just

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