Cordelia’s injury required rest, so Marcus took her back home to care for.

In the beginning, Cordelia was worried. Marcus did not know how to do house chores, and even cooking was a problem. Now that she was injured, the house would definitely be a mess.

Despite that, her eyes sparkled the moment Marcus carried her into the house.

Their home was clean and tidy. Everything was put in place, not looking any different than before she got hurt.

“Not bad, huh?” Marcus chuckled deeply.

His gaze at her was like a little boy who was waiting for the teacher to praise him.

Cordelia grinned. She had always thought that her husband was unpredictable, but all she saw was him browsing finance news in various foreign languages usually. She did not expect him to be able to handle housework as well!

A while later, Marcus served two dishes.

Cordelia tasted them and found that they were decent, just a little too much salt. However, she was already pleasantly surprised with how they turned out.

“I’ve always said that my husband is the best!” She looked up at him playfully. “Looks like me getting injured is a good thing. I get to do nothing and wait to be served!”

“Sure.” Marcus smiled with a cryptic gaze and replied in a slightly husky voice, “I can serve you well tonight too. What do you think?”

as her

at her

an issue. Marcus

and wife, and you still mind? You’re

down in silence, her hands clutching the hem of her

anxiousness about sex, her embarrassed soft murmurs in front of him like she was playing hard-to-get… All those stripped him of his rationality and made him lose

narrowed his eyes and took

a clean towel. “I’ll be

nodded and darted

paced back and forth in front of the bathroom door since he

done?” He knocked on the door. The water

can come in

cried, “I can handle

she had to struggle alone in

was not to take advantage of the girl. He was preventing her from falling. With such thoughts, Marcus pushed the door open only to see Cordelia getting out of the bathtub when

wearing nothing. Marcus gulped, feeling parched. He felt like his blood had

that could not get wet, her leg had been stretched out of the bathtub. Now that she had

cried and flushed nervously in embarrassment. As her foot slipped, she fell toward the tiled floor. She did not land on the floor, though, as she fell securely

towel to cover her up, but his hand hovered in the air. The scene presented

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