Chapter 56
Marcus played with Cordelia’s long hair with a smile, seeing that she was a little
down.
“What's the matter?”
Cordelia sighed and chortled wryly.
“I don't have any good idea to seek revenge from them for now,” she said softly.
“I don’t want word about this matter to get out since it's not exactly glorious.
People like them get to live their lives like nothing happened after what they did,
but I can’t do anything to them.
“I can only pretend nothing ever happened and endure it for now until the day I'm
powerful enough to fight them and settle the score with them!”
Marcus chuckled lightly as he looked at her.
Cordelia was not a soft pushover. This woman was tough, clear with what she
loved and hated, resilient, and patient. She would avenge if there was a grudge,
and she was able to stay calm and help herself in a crisis. She even had the
determination and courage to risk it all.
She was like a female version of him.
The corners of Marcus’ lips curled up high. The more he thought about it, the
happier he was. This was what his woman should be like!
Since he had been conspired against, he had been holding back in patience,
even changing his identity to live in Jangasas. It was all so he could defeat
Matthew and his people one day.
He could endure it but was reluctant to let his woman go through such
grievances.
“Darling, question.” He chuckled. “If you had superpowers, how would you take
care of those who harmed you?”
“What?” Cordelia widened her eyes at him.
“We're chatting anyway. Let your imagination run wild.” He looked at her.
“Fantasize it. How would you punish them?”
Cordelia blinked and grinned innocently. “It's not exactly a punishment. I just
hope that they have their retribution, go through what I went through, and never
ever appear before me!”
Marcus nodded and whispered next to her ear, “Got it.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing.” He helped her lie back down. “You must be tired. Have a good sleep.
I'll get you some congee.”
Cordelia went back to sleep, and Marcus slipped out of the hospital ward.
Josiah stood outside apologetically and obsequiously. He had also injured his leg
as he limped with a crutch while his head was wrapped like a dumpling. Fredric
helped support him on the side, and the two of them had been waiting here for
some time.
Marcus glared at him with a heated gaze.
“Z, I-'m really sorry...” Josiah winced. “But I swear, if I have any ulterior thoughts
about Cordelia that night, I'll get run over by a car once I go out!”
“You've already been rammed by a car,” Marcus said coldly. “You're lucky it didn’t
kill you!”
Josiah froze and chuckled. “Z, I wanted to send sis-in-law back that night, but I
had to put up an act in front of those two scums, right? What if—"
“You don’t have to explain. I understand.”
Marcus’ expression was icy.
Matthew could send someone to harm him at any time. Jangasas was no longer
safe now. He would be put in a passive position if some people targeted
Cordelia. He had to be careful in everything. The fewer people who knew about
him and Cordelia, the better.
“You heard what she told me just now?”
Josiah was startled, while Fredric reacted faster and asked instantly, “About
punishing Michael and Jesse?”
Marcus nodded.
Fredric grimaced. “Z, are we really doing as she wishes?”
“What else?” Marcus’ gaze sharpened as he raised his voice. “Should I do it
myself instead?”
“We'll do it! Of course we'll do it!” Josiah wanted nothing more than a chance to
redeem himself. “Whoever sis-in-law doesn’t want to meet will never appear in
front of her in the future!”
Marcus made a low hum and went off to buy congee with his hands on his back.
Fredric looked at Josiah speechlessly.
“Say... Will Z still be able to go back to Centrolis?”
“I'm not worried about this.” Josiah smiled. “Given Cordelia’s stubbornness, I'm
worried about what she will do when she finds out that Z isn’t Marcus one day.”