Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Josiah shrugged. “I have no idea. I don't have any way of knowing so much
about your family affairs.

“But your grandfather has been acting a bit weird lately. He sent someone to
Chaiseland to pay a visit to the five major consortia of your mother’s father in
secret, and I heard that he threw a fit at your father after he came back...”
Marcus’ face sank, but a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

His grandfather was the one who pushed the weight around in his family.
Besides, he was paranoid and had a distrustful personality. Even though he did
not trust Matthew very much, he would still be affected by his words.

“I guess..." Fredric frowned. “You should find a time and go back to Centrolis to
clear up the misunderstanding between you and your grandfather. I believe that
he’s angry because of your marriage with the Tanners...”

“I don't think you should do that,” Josiah said, a smirk tugging at the corner of his
lips. “You should stay in Jangasas and do nothing if you don’t want Cordelia to
grow suspicious of you. If Nelly comes here, you'll be in big trouble.”

“Ahem!” Fredric was stumped.

Indeed, that was the only thing that they did not want to happen.

“Yeah, I know what to do,” Marcus said as he pinched his nose.

Seeing that he was a bit tired, Fredric hastily nudged Josiah, and they went
away.

Marcus lay on the bed alone. Although he was tired, he could not sleep as the
pain circled slowly through his body.

It reminded him of the plane crash. At that time, he thought he was a goner.
However, luck was on his side, and he survived in the end.

Only those people who had experienced death knew how precious their second
chance was. In the past, he was not interested in inheriting the Hamertons, but
now, he must do everything he could to get it.

After all, if he wanted to protect the person he cared about, he needed to stand at
the top of the world.

Cordelia had been rushing between their house and the hospital while Marcus
was hospitalized. Not only that, but she also needed to take care of her work, so
she was spinning here and there like a busy bee.

After Seth thoroughly checked Marcus, he said with a smile, “You truly have a
good physique. If it were other people, they might need to lay on the bed for at
least three months if they were this seriously injured.”

“Does this mean that I can be discharged from the hospital already?” Marcus
asked as he took off his clothes.

“I think so,” Seth said after thinking for a while. “You can recuperate at home, and
Cordelia doesn't have to rush here and there so often. If you face any issues or if
you don't feel comfortable, just call me. I'll go there and help you!”

Marcus smiled at him with gratitude and patted his shoulder.

Although Seth had not grown up with him like Josiah and Fredric had, he was
considered one of the most important people in his life. After all, he had helped
him a lot when he was in trouble.

Seth went to look at other patients while Marcus was packing his stuff to leave
the hospital in the afternoon.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside of the ward.

He was stunned for a moment. The click of the door handle sounded clearly, and
the sound of footsteps came from far away.

If it were Cordelia, he would hear her voice before she even came into the ward.
Marcus’ face sank, and he lay back on the bed.

“Ward No.3, Mr. Grist, right?” A clear voice rang out. “Mr. Grist, it’s time to change
your dressing!”

After that, a nurse stood beside Marcus with a nursing trolley.

She was wearing a mask and kept her head low all the time while rummaging
through the medicine, so Marcus couldn't see her face clearly.

However, he found her voice rather familiar.

“Mr. Grist, you still have one more injection,” the nurse said gently. “I'll give you
the injection first, and then we'll change the dressing, okay?”

“Okay,” replied Marcus.

The nurse ripped open the disposable needle packet and drew out the bottle of
mixed medicine. Meanwhile, Marcus had already rolled up his sleeve to reveal
his strong arm.

She strapped the tourniquet around him and caressed his arm.

“You have a strong arm, sir. I'm sure you've been doing a lot of workouts, right?”
Marcus lifted his eyes, and the nurse was looking at him as well, her two bright
eyes glowing cunningly.