No longer a pushover

Chapter 444

Magnus retorted, "Why can't you marry her? It's the 21st century-men and women are equal! Just tell Dad to be open-minded and stop being so petty- Ouch! Why'd you hit me?"

Emma's eye twitched in frustration. She could not help but think Magnus was born to drive her insane.

Magnus quickly put some distance between them. "I'm not wrong, though! Since when did engagements not require the actual couple's consent?"

"Shut your mouth!" Emma rubbed her temples angrily, shooting Cedric a look before storming off. She needed to think this through.

Cedric turned to Magnus. "What are you even doing at the hospital?"

"I-I obviously came here for a check-up! But then I heard Noelle got hurt, so I came to see her," he replied.

"She's fine. She doesn't need you checking on her. I have something else for you to do," Cedric said as he watched Emma's retreating figure.

If she had found her way to the hospital, then the Merlocks definitely would not be far behind. At the very least, he needed to get ahead of the rumors before Noelle was discharged. He would not let her suffer even the slightest injustice.

Shifting his focus back to Magnus, he decided the most useful person right now was standing right before him.

Magnus suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. "Ced, just say what you need to say! Don't look at me like that—it's making me nervous."

look never meant anything

...

to find her looking a little down. He walked over and asked, "What's wrong? Who called you

him. Before she could decide,

her chart, he said, "Ms. Liddell, if you're not experiencing any discomfort, you can

for days, but Cedric had insisted on

looked and immediately

planned to head back to her dorm. She had already missed too many classes and was worried

to campus. When

now. Once you're fully

with me, then all my prepaid gym sessions will

forehead. "If anyone at school gives you trouble over that livestream

a faint, small smile. "Got

an unexpected reluctance

had not fully healed. The bruises on her arms were still

noticed her injuries. She had purposely worn short sleeves and was

she saw her. She ran over,

of Noelle's bruises, her face fell. "Does it still