“What are you talking about?” Cordelia glared at him as she snorted.

She dabbed water on his lips with a cotton swab, observed the drip carefully, peeled the apple into small pieces, and fed it to him bit by bit.

She did not allow him to get down from the bed and move around.

However, Marcus knew his own body very well. He knew that these injuries were nothing to him. It was just that he enjoyed the care and attention of Cordelia. He felt delighted that she was worried about him and shed tears for him.

No matter what she did, he never peeled his gaze away from her.

In the end, it was Cordelia who felt uncomfortable.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She asked, pouting, “Do you think I’m being unreasonable? Then you shouldn’t get yourself so badly injured…”

“No…” He paused for a moment and continued. “Honey, am I a disgrace to you?”

“What?”

“I got beaten the hell out in front of everyone and lost the match. Won’t you feel ashamed?”

“You!” Cordelia glared at him.

She was angry at him for forgetting their promises. She felt heartache for him because he was badly injured. However, she did not feel ashamed because he lost the fight.

“Why would you think like that?” She said gently, “It’s just a match. I don’t care if you win or lose. Even if you become a world champion, you’re my husband. Even if you’re a nobody, you’re still my husband!”

him. He offered him a gentle smile but did not

“Mr. Jones…”

and his men did

and Fredric had been observing from the side. Then, they saw Oliver go away with his face filled with

were confident that Oliver wouldn’t come back again, Josiah

you stop me? I

said sternly, “Z should be fine with Cordelia and that doctor

was still a little restless, Fredric patted his shoulder and chuckled. “If you really want to help Z, go and see what Oliver is

that, they left the

his eyes open, the first thing he saw was

room was filled with the stench of medicine, and then he vaguely heard a woman

about to

put,” Cordelia said, her voice filled with sobs. “You’re badly injured,

at her. He did not know for how long he had been unconscious, but it felt like ages since the last time he

saw when he woke up

tiny face and looked even

“Honey—”

Cordelia said, her tears

too hard! It doesn’t matter if you lose or win. I just want

Marcus chuckled.

could she know the reason he stood motionless in the ring and let his opponent beat

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