Chapter 50
Marcus was stunned too.
Was his rage that obvious? Why was he jealous of Josiah for nothing? The latter
had been following him since they were young.
After coughing softly, Marcus picked up the mug and took a sip of water. He
stayed silent.
A pair of tiny, soft hands tucked at him.
Subsequently, the subtle scent of her body flirted with his nose.
“Hubby.” Cordelia’s voice was as soft as cotton candy. She showed a pleasing
smile. “I'll stop if you don’t like me talking about work.”
Marcus instinctively smirked. He felt better now.
“It's not that I dislike listening to you talk about your work.” He turned his face to
look at her and spoke slowly. “It's just that you've been talking about Mr. Bayer
the entire night. Can you talk about someone else?”
Cordelia widened her eyes. “Who do you want me to talk about?”
“Like...” He paused. “Wasn't that ball organized by the Hamertons? Then I'm
sure you heard about Mr. Z, right?”
She thought about it, and a light shake of the head followed.
Marcus’ eyes dimmed.
He refused to give up and continued to ask, “You don’t know Mr. Z?”
“Why are we talking about him?” She glanced at him before getting up to collect
the washed clothes on the balcony. She started folding them.
“I don’t know that person, nor have I met him. What does his welcome dinner
have anything to do with me?”
Marcus got closer and looked at her with his interest piqued. “But I heard he’s
powerful. The Hamertons control Centrolis’ economy. Many socialites went to the
dinner.
“You were at the hotel. Aren’t you curious about what he looks like? You didn’t
check him out at the ball?”
“Are you out of your mind?” Cordelia chuckled. “Why would I be curious about
him?”
“Weren't they picking a wife for him at the ball?” he asked. “If you went to the ball,
wouldn't you get ahead if he fell for you? That'd be such a great opportunity!”
Cordelia stopped the work she was doing. She frowned, lifting her eyes to look at
him.
“So I'm such a woman to you?”
Marcus was stunned.
His lady was always soft and would always smile at him. It was his first time
seeing such a serious Cordelia.
“Marcus, I know who I am. I'm married, I have a husband. I've been taking care
of our relationship. I've been nothing but loyal to our marriage!
“I've never thought about clinging to the powerful to get ahead! I don’t care who
Mr. Z is. Those men have nothing to do with me! Ever since marrying you, I have
had my mind set on being with you for the rest of my life... How dare you say
that?”
“No, I...” Marcus felt his throat tighten. He was dying to swallow whatever he had
said before!
He always said Josiah was a fool!
Was he not a fool as well?
Marcus started sweating and could not say a word.
Feeling wronged, Cordelia glared at him and turned around to go to the room.
Marcus followed like a puppy. When he tried to explain, he saw her carrying his
pillow and blanket. She then tossed them on the couch!
He wanted to hold her hand, but his lady shook it off stubbornly and shut the
door.
He heard the door being locked.
Sitting on the couch, he scratched his head hard.
After falling into silence for a moment, he had his eyes on the pillow and blanket.
Those things were initially in the bedroom! But now...
He laid on them. Cordelia’s scent lingered on the pillow and blanket. He could
smell it.
He gnashed his teeth while tossing and turning and released a heavy sigh.