“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…”

voice. “Hah, he’s bored of living his rich heir

conspired against and got

him judgingly

Nicholas was rendered speechless.

“Nicholas Thompson!”

more than

she was. “Recover

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

you

looked stern.

took a deep breath

into silence suddenly, as if

emergency ward went out a while later, and Zephyr got

a critical state.” Seth came out with a relieved smile. “Fortunately, the cut was shallow and didn’t cut the artery. As for

lips wobbled, and

he have thought that the man he

said softly, “M-Mr… Hamerton, the nurses are finishing up inside. Once there’s no anomaly after some observation, Cordelia will be wheeled

nodded and thanked

suggest that Linda keeps her

“Why?” Zephyr was alarmed.

almost assaulted. There’s definitely repulsion toward men. It’s a normal reaction. Give her some time and let her

was silent

can do it! I’ll go home and pack now

go with

“Mr. Thompson, take a break! You

us. I’m

as if saying with her eyes, “Are you saying eight

spot and sighing as he listened to the vanishing

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

don’t care. You either appease Cordelia or

being lied to for a very

it 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

bit his lips, his

her. He could not help it in the past and wanted a chance to tell

palms were cold. The lingering fear could

Cordelia

a long time before carefully opening the

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

the floor, wounded and most of her clothes torn, as she had been crying “Honey,

hurt so much that Zephyr felt like his

There was a pinch in his nose,

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