“Beautiful, you have no idea, huh? Marcus is a real coward! Each time we fight, he’s the one sent to the police as a scapegoat!”

“We shouldn’t have missed your wedding! We didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we can do it now…”

The men surrounded Cordelia, and some of them began to touch her.

Despite her fear and disgust, she immediately remembered the way Marcus punched the bag at the front of the house. She had never done it—she had only seen it, so who knew where she got the courage as she copied what Marcus did and used the thugs as her punching bag, swinging her fists at them.

The men were shocked, but Cordelia fighting back only further triggered their filthy thoughts.

“A feisty one, huh?”

Cordelia picked up one of the sticks at the front of the house, actually looking quite intimidating.

“Get out! Scram!”

“Beautiful, this is useless!” The men cackled. “You might hurt yourself with the stick if you aren’t careful. Let us teach you how to use it!”

Cordelia was close to tearing up. Fear, terror, helplessness… All these negative emotions pooled up in her, suffocating her.

The thugs became even more unrestrained. Two of them dragged the girl into the house…

Then, a loud bang came from the door!

Before they could react, their heads took two hard hits.

the men who had been brazen moments ago cover their heads as they sprawled on

against the light, Marcus looked icily on with a sharp gaze, looking

saw Marcus. She threw herself into his embrace,

a pretty woman like you know

Marcus’ house as

thugs were infamous for being bullies around the area. No one was willing

one had to be blamed, it was Cordelia for being so gorgeous and Marcus for carelessly leaving a beautiful woman like this at home. He was

paled, but she

new

heiresses never go into the

mustn’t know

eyes were basically

them to the neighbors!

to make shaky. “I’ll bring the cookies over

cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked and lost her grip, the men broke through the door and into the front of the house. Their

surprising that the Grist fella has

The men were drooling.

her heart. She wrapped both arms in front of herself instinctively and

house. Leave right now!” She raised her voice. “My husband’s coming home very soon! I’m sure you all know what he’s

men looked at one

we do! He’s a coward who needs to use the toilet every time there’s a fight!”

no idea, huh? Marcus is a real coward! Each time we fight, he’s the one sent

have missed your wedding! We didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but

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