Chapter 62
"Are you guys dead?” Yelena called out to the movers around. “Did I pay you to
watch the show? Come help me!”
Marcus served a murderous look. The movers looked at each other, and none of
them dared to go forward.
Yelena felt as if her heart was going to fall out of her chest. She stared fixedly at
the man before her and felt a growing suppression. She was frozen.
“C-Cordelia!” She caved and shouted in fear, “Are you going to control your
husband or not!? I-I tell you. If he dares to hurt me, I-I'm calling the police! I'll get
them to arrest him and put him behind bars again!”
Marcus exerted more force with his hand. The icy smile was scary.
Yelena screamed from the pain. Her knees felt weak, and she knelt on the
ground.
“The Jenners'’ heiress calls someone a b*tch like she’s breathing. Aren't you a
little too mean?” Marcus scoffed and continued. “What? Are the Jenners so poor
that they can’t afford mouthwash?”
He threw her out as soon as he was done speaking. Yelena slammed hard
against the wall!
Cordelia quickly grabbed him and shook her head.
Marcus took a deep breath in.
Usually, he would not hit women. It was Yelena who kept provoking him, forcing
him to break his bottom line. He thought since he was taking action, he would go
all out. He would not let this vicious woman go today.
However, Cordelia was grabbing hard onto his arm. The concern and begging in
her eyes made him soft.
He knew that she was not begging for Yelena but for him.
She was worried that if she really hurt the latter, he would really be arrested and
imprisoned again.
Marcus chuckled. He gave her a look, reassuring her that he had everything
under control as he embraced her tiny body.
“Indeed, my wife didn’t tell me who she is.” He enunciated coldly. “But I don’t care
who she is. She's my wife, the woman that I'll protect with my life forever.
“Whoever dares to bully her will have to fight me first!”
Cordelia followed behind Marcus quietly as they returned to their home.
Yelena did not get her way. Taken aback by Marcus’ power, she could only leave
with her men. Marcus moved back the furniture that was thrown back one by
one. He spent the entire afternoon recovering the house.
He did not let Cordelia lift a finger. He did all of the work.
She had tears rolling in her eyes. Upon recalling Yelena calling her out in front of
Marcus and what he said, she was feeling all the emotions. Tears were pouring.
“What's wrong?” His low voice suddenly came. “Go in.”
Cordelia’s heart thumped. She did not want him to see that she was crying. She
took out the keys with her head held low.
She rushed to help him change into his slippers as soon as she got into the
house.
Subsequently, she went to the fridge to bring out the meat and vegetables before
she could even have a sip of water. She then went into the kitchen and started to
cook.
Marcus watched his lady working hard. He suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He
walked slowly to the kitchen and smiled at her. “It's late. Let's not cook. How
about we eat out tonight?”
Cordelia’s hands froze, and she looked at him in fear. She lowered her head
instantly.
“I-I'll be done soon.” Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. “They're
your favorite, definitely better than eating at a restaurant. Can you give me a
minute?”
She thought something was off after saying that. She lifted her eye again to look
at him. “Are you hungry? I'm sorry... that you worked the entire afternoon. Hmm,
let's eat out if you want to! Should we go to the Regalia Hotel?”
Marcus stared at her for a long time. His lips moved as he said with a light
chuckle. “The Regalia Hotel is expensive. Can you afford it?”