“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…”

living his rich heir life in Centrolis and

conspired against and got seriously

and scanned him

Nicholas was rendered speechless.

“Nicholas Thompson!”

more than

from how furious she was. “Recover and recuperate all you want. Why get Cordelia

you really think you’re a prince? Hah, being a womanizer even when you’re badly injured. How much will your rich heir

Will you really

looked stern.

breath and forced her

into silence suddenly, as if warped into a

went out a while

the cut was shallow and didn’t cut the artery. As for her other injuries, they’re

lips wobbled, and his eyes turned

feelings facing him again. Never in his dreams would he have

finishing up inside. Once there’s no anomaly after some observation, Cordelia will be wheeled to

and thanked him

lips. “Also, I suggest that Linda keeps

“Why?” Zephyr was alarmed.

repulsion toward men. It’s a normal reaction.

was silent

go home

go with you!” Nicholas followed

glared at him. “Mr. Thompson, take a break! You men are all liars!

can’t overgeneralize us. I’m

as if saying with her eyes, “Are you saying eight years isn’t

immediately, standing on the spot and sighing as he listened to the vanishing sound of her heels clicking on the floor

yet you had to stall it!” he complained to Zephyr. “You’re setting me

don’t care. You either appease Cordelia or give me back my

also being lied to for

I’m upset that you’ve gone from Marcus Grist to Zephyr Hamerton all of

his deep

it in the past and wanted a chance to tell her everything now… It was just one step away—one small step,

palms were cold. The lingering fear

wheeled Cordelia into the hospital

around the door for a long time before carefully opening the door and

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

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

much that Zephyr felt like his insides

a pinch in his nose, and the corner of his lips felt

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