“Ah!”

Cordelia cried as her eyes flew open. The pain all over her felt like she was in hell.

Suddenly, someone’s gentle voice was heard from the side. “Cordelia…”

As her consciousness came back to her, she focused her gaze on looking at the man in front of her. He was still handsome with his sculpted face and dark eyes, and the warmth of his hand still felt the same, but…

“I’m Marcus, you’re my wife!”

“Mr. Z Hamerton, let me go, and I’ll give this woman to you. This is a good deal!”

“B*tch, I’ll send you to hell right now!”

Cordelia felt like her head was splitting. Her heart drummed. She pulled her hand back abruptly and looked at the man before her in terror.

“Cordelia.” Zephyr’s voice was hoarse. “Don’t be scared. It’s me…”

“Go away!”

Cordelia wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, curled up and quivering.

“Honey!”

“Who are you?” Her tears fell.

Zephyr’s heart felt like it was being stabbed. He tried to stroke her hair.

“Don’t touch me!”

“Cordelia…”

“I beg you, don’t stay in front of me!” Cordelia was bawling as she buried herself in the blanket. “I can see you hitting me once I close my eyes…”

“That person wasn’t me.”

Cordelia showed her eyes from the blanket after a moment. Her bright eyes lost their luster, which was replaced by fear and terror.

“I know. That’s Marcus Grist,” she said softly. “But I’ve always thought that you are Marcus Grist.”

Zephyr clenched his fists, not feeling the pain even when his nails stabbed into his flesh.

“I’m sorry, Cordelia.” He spoke in a deep tone. “I should have told you everything in the beginning…”

Cordelia clutched the blanket as she heard him say clearly, “I’m not Marcus Grist. I’m Zephyr Hamerton.”

Nicholas stood rooted with his temples throbbing. After a moment, he looked at Linda with a complicated gaze and said, “Calm down, okay? Zephyr doesn’t wish for this either…”

his rich heir

was conspired against and got seriously injured. That’s why he hid his

moment and scanned him judgingly before she scoffed. “You

Nicholas was rendered speechless.

“Nicholas Thompson!”

nothing more than

voice was shaking from how furious she was. “Recover and

think you’re a prince? Hah, being a womanizer even when you’re badly injured. How much will your rich heir friends be envious of you when you talk about it in the

about Cordelia? Will you really be

Nicholas looked

took a deep breath and forced her

hallway fell into silence suddenly, as if warped into a

above the emergency ward went out a

worry. She’s not in a critical state.” Seth came out with a relieved smile. “Fortunately, the cut was shallow and didn’t cut the artery.

and

would he have thought that the man he had saved back

are finishing up inside. Once there’s no anomaly after

nodded and

“Also, I suggest that Linda keeps her company

“Why?” Zephyr was alarmed.

repulsion toward men. It’s a normal reaction. Give her some time and let her recover

silent

I’ll go home and pack now

then I’ll go with you!” Nicholas

need!” Linda glared at him. “Mr. Thompson, take

can’t overgeneralize us. I’m

back to glare at him as if saying with her eyes, “Are you saying eight years

he listened to the vanishing sound of her heels clicking on the floor at the other

told you to tell her earlier, yet you had to stall it!” he complained to Zephyr. “You’re setting me up

either appease Cordelia or give me back my

chuckled soundlessly. He was also being lied to for a very long

doesn’t feel good being lied to,” he said softly. “Mr. Hamerton, even I’m upset that you’ve gone from Marcus Grist to Zephyr Hamerton all of a sudden. What more could

his lips, his deep eyes oozing

not help it in the past and wanted a chance to tell her everything now… It was just one

were cold. The lingering fear

Cordelia into the

a long time

and bruised. There was a thick bandage of gauze on her wrist. The most

had been on the floor, wounded and most of her clothes torn, as

much that Zephyr felt like his insides

There was a pinch in his nose, and the

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