“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.

watched the men who had been

Marcus looked icily on with a sharp gaze, looking authoritative and

her tears back when she saw Marcus. She threw herself into his embrace, and the man stroked

a pretty woman like you

to Marcus’ house as they grinned lecherously at

area. No one was willing to risk themselves to help. They

for being so gorgeous and Marcus for carelessly leaving a beautiful woman like this at home. He

heart thumped as her face paled, but she tried her best

the new bride is a

the kitchen. How’d she know how

know

were basically glued to

them to the neighbors!

her best to make shaky. “I’ll bring the cookies over once I make them. My husband

blocked it with his knee. The other two hooted and cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked and lost her grip, the men broke through the door and into the front of the

that the Grist fella has such good

The men were drooling.

arms in front of herself instinctively and looked at the men

her voice. “My husband’s coming home very soon! I’m

one another before they

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

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

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