“Hey! What are you doing!?” Cordelia cried and ran to put herself in front of her husband.

“I’m not doing anything!” The man looked malicious. “Ask your husband how he used to serve me… Hah, he’d put his hands up when I flicked the ash. His palms are my ashtray!”

“You—”

“Pretty, did you think you married some nice guy?”

The man scanned Cordelia from head to toe, his gaze unsettling her.

“Heh, the lowest of thugs. He was looked down on when he was in prison, and you’re treating him like a gem?” the man scoffed. “Marcus, you lucky b*stard!”

“That’s enough!” Cordelia shouted fiercely. “I don’t care who you are. This is a public space. If you disrespect my husband again, I’ll call security!”

The man’s gaze was sharp. “Marcus, why are you still so useless? Do you only know how to hide behind a woman?”

“Uh… is something wrong?” Seth, who came later, looked at the few people, lost and sweating.

He was the most worried about Linda, so he stood next to her. Before he could go close, she stepped to the side to keep some distance from him.

aback. He heard

she carefully

soul. As the men left, her gaze followed. A while later, she bit her lips and sprinted in the

did not manage to stop her, but the pang in his heart hurt

gave chase to

men

back for a glance before he got into the

eyes as she

turned over to her, looking on

her were Nicholas’ impassive words. “I don’t know you. Don’t come

a buzz in Linda’s ears. “What did

himself but ducked his head to get into

pained like it was

Are you a man? You said that you were going to

“Nicholas Thompson—“

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