“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.

saw the dried blood on him, her lips

now?” Marcus went over and put a large hand on her

arms to hug him and

her hit

imagined.” He chuckled. “You actually chased them away

do?” Cordelia looked up defiantly. “No one around

all my fault. I should have been keeping you company at home,” Marcus said in a deep tone. “But I don’t think those

in his chest and

the man’s ripped chest, and his

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

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

watched

took Cordelia aback, so she asked,

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

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