“Oh, yes of course. Thank you for your trouble.”

Just as the words fell from my lips, I heard a familiar voice not far away.

“Scar.”

Ashton and I turned in unison toward the direction of the voice. It was Marcus.

“Marcus? It’s only a few steps. You don’t have to come out to receive me.”

Marcus had his grey silk pajamas on. With a transparent umbrella in his hand, he walked over in a leisurely manner.

“Is this a friend of yours?” Ashton asked. It could have been my imagination, but his voice sounded a few degrees colder.

“I’m her fiancé,” Marcus interjected at once.

I didn’t respond at the risk of sounding like I was overcompensating. The only thing I could do was smile awkwardly.

“Come here, Scar.” Marcus beckoned.

I walked over to him obediently.

a step, I felt

It felt very strange.

rough. He barely exerted any force but when he touched me, it scalded like magma. My skin seared as the

was rooted on the spot without an attempt to push him

not use much strength, I had a sense that it wouldn’t be

time, but now he wants

a puzzled look upon his face as if he wasn’t

on my wrist. “Sir, please let go of her at once.” Marcus’s voice rang with cold fury in

his eyebrows but did not insist. In the

Marcus

adjusted his umbrella to better shield me as he turned to address Ashton. “Sir, I’m wondering about your intentions

shopping at the mall

had briefly described the events

relaxed somewhat after hearing my explanation. “This was clearly a misunderstanding,” he said to Ashton apologetically. “I should be thanking you,

gazed deeply at me for a

changes quicker than the weather. I do

cold

together rather closely

towards Marcus’s attempts at

must have sensed my distance, for he lowered his arm from my shoulder a moment

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