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Cordelia’s injury required rest, so Marcus took her back home to care for.
In the beginning, Cordelia was worried. Marcus did not know how to do house chores, and even
cooking was a problem. Now that she was injured, the house would definitely be a mess.
Despite that, her eyes sparkled the moment Marcus carried her into the house.
Their home was clean and tidy. Everything was put in place, not looking any different than before she
got hurt.
“Not bad, huh?” Marcus chuckled deeply.
His gaze at her was like a little boy who was waiting for the teacher to praise him.
Cordelia grinned. She had always thought that her husband was unpredictable, but all she saw was
him browsing finance news in various foreign languages usually. She did not expect him to be able to
handle housework as well!
A while later, Marcus served two dishes.
Cordelia tasted them and found that they were decent, just a little too much salt. However, she was
already pleasantly surprised with how they turned out.
“I’ve always said that my husband is the best!” She looked up at him playfully. “Looks like me getting
injured is a good thing. I get to do nothing and wait to be served!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sure.” Marcus smiled with a cryptic gaze and replied in a slightly husky voice, “I can serve you well
tonight too. What do you think?”
Cordelia blushed instantly as her heart thumped.
Marcus smiled at her and enjoyed his meal.
Cordelia could handle most of the activities, but taking a shower became an issue. Marcus offered to
help her, but she rejected him right away.
The man chortled. “We’re already husband and wife, and you still mind? You’re inconvenienced by your
leg now. It’s my duty to help you shower.”
Cordelia looked down in silence, her hands clutching the hem of her clothes.
Marcus did not force her upon seeing that she was genuinely nervous. Her eyes were cast down, and
she bit her lips lightly. Her shyness, innocence, and anxiousness about sex, her embarrassed soft
murmurs in front of him like she was playing hard-to-get… All those stripped him of his rationality and
made him lose control.
Marcus narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.
“Mm, go on.” He passed her a clean towel. “I’ll be at the door. Call me if you need anything.”
Cordelia nodded and darted into the bathroom.
Some time passed, and Marcus paced back and forth in front of the bathroom door since he was
worried.
“Are you done?” He knocked on the door. The water running inside stopped.
“I can come in and help you…”
“No need!” Cordelia cried, “I can handle it!”
Marcus paused with a small smile. The sound of the running water tickled his heart. Once he thought of
Cordelia’s plastered leg and that she had to struggle alone in the slippery bathtub as well as watch out
for the tiled floor, he frowned. He should better go in!
It was not to take advantage of the girl. He was preventing her from falling. With such thoughts, Marcus
pushed the door open only to see Cordelia getting out of the bathtub when he looked up…
Her skin was smooth and supple. She was gorgeous getting out of the bathtub and wearing nothing.
Marcus gulped, feeling parched. He felt like his blood had all rushed up to his head!
Cordelia was surprised. Because of her leg cast that could not get wet, her leg had been stretched out
of the bathtub. Now that she had to get out of it…
“Ah!” she cried and flushed nervously in embarrassment. As her foot slipped, she fell toward the tiled
floor. She did not land on the floor, though, as she fell securely into a warm chest.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarcus grabbed the towel to cover her up, but his hand hovered in the air. The scene presented before
him was giving him feelings…
What should have happened on their wedding night had been postponed until almost half a year now!
He had not been intimate with her back then because they were basically strangers living under the
same roof. They naturally needed some time to get used to it.
Now, however…
“S-Stop looking!” Cordelia shyly turned her face away.
“Mm, I won’t look.” Marcus chuckled, his husky tone tinged with lust. He bent to carry her up.
Cordelia’s mind went blank. When she reacted again, Marcus was already placing her carefully on the
bed.
The man got up on top of her after that. There seemed to be two burning flames in his deep eyes.
Cordelia’s breathing quickened. She felt his scattered kisses, gentle and cherishing her.
“Tonight…”
He was not asking for her permission. His word was masculine and domineering.
Cordelia shuffled anxiously, her wet eyes shy and dazed.
Marcus smirked and avoided her injured left leg.
“Don’t be scared.” He chuckled in a deep tone. “Don’t worry, just leave yourself to me.”
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