Ch. 91..100

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Cordelia was dumbfounded.

'That person?'

She looked in the direction where Linda was pointing and saw Oliver.

Even though it was dimly lit inside the hall, she could still recognize him right away.

"What is he doing here?" Linda asked, "Could it be that he's one of your husband's fans?"

Cordelia bit her lips.

Lately, Oliver had been acting weird. He had been going around and asking about Marcus' information, so she did not have a good feeling when he showed up here.

Could it be that he had some sort of grudge against Marcus in the past?

They were in a boxing match right now, so it was normal for boxers to get hurt. If he wanted to harm Marcus, this would be his best opportunity.

The more Cordelia thought about it, the more anxious she became.

However, the hall was filled with people now, and the match was about to start in a few minutes. She was not familiar with the place here, so she could not go to the back and warn Marcus.

She hesitated for a moment and pulled her phone out. She went to a quiet corner and made a call to Seth.

The match started.

The first few rounds went well, and although the man had also been a reigning champion, he was no match for Marcus. The more Marcus fought, the more enthusiastic the atmosphere on the field became. The audience was screaming, and many people were dancing with their banners to cheer for the man in the ring.

Marcus was like a beast of steel now, and he could easily intimidate his opponent with his gaze alone.

He performed several uppercuts with high precision and hit his opponent in his vital spots.

The opponent leaned against the ropes and gasped for air, looking at him with a bit of trepidation. The referee called the end of this round, and both sides took a short break. Marcus took the opportunity to look down the ring but couldn't find Cordelia anywhere.

He frowned.

He had clearly seen Cordelia when he was at the back, so he felt somewhat disappointed now.

When the bell rang again, he continued the match with a straight face. He looked toward the audience, hoping to find Cordelia, but little did he expect that he would see Oliver instead.

He was momentarily stunned and frowned in the next second.

'What is Oliver doing here? How did he learn that I have a match today?'

All sorts of questions appeared in Marcus's head, and suddenly, he realized something. He shouldn't have performed so well in the last few rounds. Even though Oliver was not on Matthew's side, it did not mean that he was on his side either. He must not let Oliver find out his real identity.

That's right. He was Marcus, not Zephyr!

He stood blankly on the ring. His opponent had already delivered a punch toward him, but he did not evade it this time.

He purposely stood on the spot, allowing his opponent's fist to land on his forehead, which ripped his skin apart, and blood was splattered everywhere.

"What?"

The audience sighed in disappointment. The people cheering for him all stopped and looked blankly at the ring.

"What is going on? Is he sleeping?"

"Didn't he fight pretty well in the last few rounds?"

"Seems like this is the best he can do! Sigh! What a disappointment!"

Oliver was frowning as well.

Marcus' opponent was getting more and more aggressive throughout the fight. However, Marcus looked like he was sleepwalking. He did not fight back and just protected himself by placing his arms in front of his head.

"Mr. Jones, he isn't Zephyr at all!" Someone beside Oliver sneered. "There's no way Zephry would be so weak."

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"That's right. There's a chance that this fellow has taken some forbidden drugs. That's why he performed so well in the first few rounds. Now that the effect of the drugs has worn off, he's starting to lose it." The suspicion in Oliver's eyes was getting thicker.

Josiah and Fredric were sweating for Marcus.

Josiah couldn't hold himself back anymore and shouted, "What's going on with Z?"

Fredric pushed him back down on his seat and looked around to search for Oliver.

"Keep your voice down!" He said, "I'm sure Z has his own reasons for doing this. Just stop yelling!"

"Could it be because Cordelia isn't here to watch him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gasp was heard from the crowd. Marcus was now kneeling on the ground. He had one hand covering his lower left rib cage as sweat mixed with blood slowly dripped down from his forehead.

"Marcus..."

Cordelia returned to the hall and was stunned by what she saw.

In her memory, Marcus had always been a winner in every fight. She had never seen him being beaten up like this before.

Tears instantly flooded her eyes, and she dashed toward the ring out of her panic. However, she was stopped by the security guard when she was nearing the ring.

She shouted with all her might, but the yelling from the crowd drowned out her voice.

Cordelia did not know how she made it through the end of the match. She did not dare to look at the ring at all. It was only after the referee blew the whistle and the winner of the match had been decided that she rushed toward the back.

"Don't worry, Cordelia!" Seth said, "Judging from what I know about Marcus, he has a good physique, so he should be fine."

"Dr. Stafford, please..." Cordelia's face was pale, and her eyes were misted over with tears. "I'm really scared..."

"It's okay! Take me to the back."

Meanwhile, Oliver and two other people headed to the back as well.

"Mr. Jones, is this necessary?"

"Yes!" Oliver's face was dark, "Dr. Robinson, did you bring everything with you?"

'Yes, but "

"Try to get close to him later. We must get something from him so that we can do the DNA analysis."

Dr. Robinson frowned, but he nodded in the end.

Oliver did not believe that the man in the ring was Marcus despite Matthew having told him several times that Zephyr was in Chaiseland and that the man acting cowardly and wimpy in the ring was nothing like Zephyr.

As they were rushing toward the back, they ran into Cordelia and Seth in the dressing room.

"Mr. Jones?" Cordelia's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to calm down. "What are you doing here?"

The corner of Oliver's mouth twitched, and he offered Cordelia an awkward smile.

"I... I'm pretty interested in boxing, so I bought a ticket and came to watch the match. I didn't expect one of the contestants to be your husband!"

"Yeah." Cordelia nodded.

Cordelia was about to go in, but Oliver stopped her.

"Ms. Jenner, it seems to me that your husband is pretty seriously injured. My friend over here is a doctor. Why don't you let him have a look at your husband?"

'That's not necessary." Cordelia rejected the offer. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him. "I didn't know that you would need a doctor when you were watching a boxing match, Mr. Jones. I guess I have learned something new about you today."

Oliver was stumped and tongue-tied.

"My husband doesn't like people he doesn't know to get near him." Cordelia continued. "This mister over here is a doctor as well, and he's a friend of my husband too. I'm sure he'll take care of my husband."

"Ms. Jenner-"

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Jones." Cordelia stood in front of the door. "But my husband doesn't need your help now, so please leave."

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Oliver was about to say something, but Seth took a step forward and blocked him. He offered him a gentle smile but did not move away from the door. "Mr. Jones..."

Oliver and his men did not know what to do.

Josiah and Fredric had been observing from the side. Then, they saw Oliver go away with his face filled with rage.

After they were confident that Oliver wouldn't come back again, Josiah wanted to go out, but Fredric stopped him.

"Why did you stop me? I want to see Z!"

"Don't go." Fredric said sternly, "Z should be fine with Cordelia and that doctor watching over him."

Seeing Josiah was still a little restless, Fredric patted his shoulder and chuckled. "If you really want to help Z, go and see what Oliver is up to again." Josiah thought for a moment and nodded. After that, they left the boxing arena in a hurry.

...

When Marcus cracked his eyes open, the first thing he saw was a blanket of white.

The air in the room was filled with the stench of medicine, and then he vaguely heard a woman crying.

His heart skipped a beat, and just when he was about to stand up, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Stay put," Cordelia said, her voice filled with sobs. "You're badly injured, so you should get some rest."

Marcus lifted his eyes and looked at her. He did not know for how long he had been unconscious, but it felt like ages since the last time he saw her.

Fortunately, the first person he saw when he woke up was her.

He grabbed her hand and caressed her like how he usually did in the past. She had a tiny face and looked even skinnier now. Her skin was pale, and her eyes were red like two peaches. It made him want to love her even more.

"Honey-"

"Have you forgotten our promises?" Cordelia said, her tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Marcus, I've told you not to fight too hard! It doesn't matter if you lose or win. I just want you to be safe! Have you forgotten all of that!?"

Marcus chuckled.

How could she know the reason he stood motionless in the ring and let his opponent beat him?

"I'm sorry for making you worry about me." His voice was hoary. "After getting better, I'll give you a pair of boxing gloves. I'll stand on the balcony, and you can beat me up like a punching bag until you're satisfied."

"What are you talking about?" Cordelia glared at him as she snorted.

She dabbed water on his lips with a cotton swab, observed the drip carefully, peeled the apple into small pieces, and fed it to him bit by bit.

She did not allow him to get down from the bed and move around.

However, Marcus knew his own body very well. He knew that these injuries were nothing to him. It was just that he enjoyed the care and attention of Cordelia. He felt delighted that she was worried about him and shed tears for him.

No matter what she did, he never peeled his gaze away from her.

In the end, it was Cordelia who felt uncomfortable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, pouting, "Do you think I'm being unreasonable? Then you shouldn't get yourself so badly injured..."

"No..." He paused for a moment and continued. "Honey, am I a disgrace to you?"

"What?"

"I got beaten the hell out in front of everyone and lost the match. Won't you feel ashamed?"

"You!" Cordelia glared at him.

She was angry at him for forgetting their promises. She felt heartache for him because he was badly injured. However, she did not feel ashamed because he lost the fight.

"Why would you think like that?" She said gently, "It's just a match. I don't care if you win or lose. Even if you become a world champion, you're my husband. Even if you're a nobody, you're still my husband!"

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Marcus' heart skipped a beat.

"Please don't ever forget everything I said," Cordelia said as she looked at him. "I just want you to be safe.

"I don't care about the rest.

"I just want you to be safe, and that's what matters the most to me!"

Cordelia was a gentle woman. She rarely acted in such a demanding manner, but Marcus loved her nonetheless.

He looked at her quietly as the corner of his lips turned up slightly. This was one of the very rare moments he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

At that moment, he even wanted to tell her his true identity.

After all, she had already said that he would always be her husband no matter what happened.

If she learned that he was not Marcus but Zephyr, she would still treat him the same, right?

He took a deep breath and forced down the urge.

He was at war with Matthew. Just like a boxing match with an unknown outcome, he did not know how long his war with Matthew would take.

Before everything came to light, he would not pull her into his war with Matthew.

He held her tiny hand in his palm and chuckled. "Honey, trust me. I'll win a match beautifully in the future."

Cordelia was stunned.

"I promise you," Marcus said sternly. "I'll not let you down."

"Okay." She smiled back at him. Apparently, she did not get what he was trying to say.

After the drip was over, Cordelia turned around and went out to call the nurse.

At the same time, Marcus' phone lit up, and his face sank. When Cordelia returned, he asked gently, "Honey, can you go get me something to eat?"

"Are you hungry?" Cordelia looked at her watch. "Dr. Stafford said you'd better have some liquid diet first. How about this? I'll go home now and make you some porridge. You wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

"Okay." Marcus nodded.

Cordelia hastily rushed toward their house.

After she left, Josiah and Fredric appeared outside of the ward.

Marcus let out a snort, and they entered the ward gleefully.

"Z, do you know how worried we were?"

Marcus looked at them and smiled. "I'm not that seriously injured. There's nothing to be worried about. Besides, that guy is so weak. He's even weaker than my former trainer."

"But you're still injured," Fredric said, his voice filled with worry. "Don't forget that you haven't fully recovered from the plane crash, and now-"

Seth came into the ward. After running a basic check on Marcus and ascertaining that he was okay, he reminded Marcus of the things he needed to watch out for.

Before he left, he nodded at Josiah and Fredric. After Seth left, Josiah smacked his lips scornfully.

"So, he's that quack doctor?"

"Mind your words!" Fredric glared at him. "Dr. Stafford had provided us with a lot of help while Z was recuperating in that village!"

"That doesn't mean he's free of suspicion!" Josiah felt that everyone was suspicious right now. "What if he's on Matthew's side as well?"

Marcus's eyes turned cold as he asked, "Did you guys find something?"

"Z, the person we're investigating is Oliver. It has nothing to do with Dr. Stafford. Don't listen to what Josiah said."

Fredric cleared his throat and pitched his voice down. "According to our investigation, we found something about Oliver. The Hamerton Group supplies part of the funds in his company. However, they keep it a secret. Normal people wouldn't be able to know about it, not even your grandfather."

Marcus clenched his fist.

"According to my speculation, he might want to test you, so he showed up at the match. After you were sent to the back of the ring, he tried to follow after you. Luckily, Cordelia stopped him.

"Just because you look a lot like Marcus, so you can replace him." Fredric continued. "I think Oliver must have realized something. But as long as Matthew doesn't show up in front of you and justify your identity, he won't dare to make any remarks."

"Hah, Matthew doesn't have the time to come to Jangasas," Josiah said with a grin. "He's busy bad-mouthing you in front of your grandfather!"

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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.

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At that very second, she grabbed the needle and pierced him!

Marcus responded instantly and held onto her wrist hard. The nurse did not back down and fought him with the other hand. She was very agile. However, she lost to him after fighting a few rounds.

Marcus easily put her hands behind her back. Half of her body was pressed against the bed, and she could no longer move.

"Ouch, it hurts!" screamed the nurse. "Let me go!"

Marcus pulled off her mask.

"I surrender, I surrender!" The nurse looked at him, pissed. "You're always going all out with me. You won't give in at all!"

Marcus chuckled before letting her go. The nurse got up immediately, standing far away from him. Grievance filled her big eyes as she caressed her hurt wrist.

He shook his head helplessly. "Why are you here?"

"You're hurt. Can't I visit you?"

"Does dad and Aunt Cloud know that you're here?"

"Who cares?" The nurse looked mischievous. "Wouldn't it be enough that you're here with me? Zennie Hamerton will forever be Zephyr Hamerton's sidekick. Did you forget that?!"

Marcus was stunned. His eyes were gentler now.

Zennie Hamerton was his half-sister of the same father.

Although he was unhappy with his father's remarriage, he remained courteous toward his stepmother on the outside.

However, Zennie was the only one from the Hamertons that he actually cared about.

They were many years apart. Not only that, but she loved following her brother since she was young. She would follow whatever he did and would listen to what he said more than what her parents said. Sometimes, he thought they had a special bond. Her name was Zennie, and she was indeed as sweet as her name.

"Sigh, Mr. Grist." Zennie blinked mischievously. "Don't tell me you've really forgotten that your last name is Hamerton after being Mr. Grist for so long?"

Marcus looked at her.

She showed her tongue and said in all seriousness, "I came here to tell you what has happened at home lately. To get you prepared. Also... Hehe, I want to see what my sister-in-law looks like!" Marcus' face turned grim. It was terrifying.

"Alright!" Zennie pouted. "Look at your face. Do you think I'll eat her alive? I just want to know who she is. Don't worry. I won't let her see me no matter what, okay?"

"Hmm," Marcus grunted. He kept frowning. "Be careful in whatever you do here. Don't let anyone find you. Also, how did you come here? Nobody came with you?" "Yes!" Zennie suddenly looked shy, like a little girl. "P-Phil came with me."

"Phil?"

Marcus thought about the name for a long time and recalled that Phil Nelson was the Hamertons' long-time employee. He was not even a bodyguard or a driver. He was only doing some hard labor at the Hamerton Manor.

He had never noticed this person before. Given Zennie's behavior, something was off.

"What?" He squinted. "Are you guys close?"

"No!" Zennie denied, her cheeks flushing right away.

"Okay, okay. Let's stop here. Let's meet at the bar Josiah always goes to tomorrow night. I'll tell you what happened at home by then!"

She turned around and left quickly while pushing the medicine trolley.

At the same time she left the ward, Cordelia and Linda happened to walk over. They met.

Zennie remained calm, smiled at them, and walked far away.

"Cordelia..." Linda pointed at Zennie. "There's such a beautiful nurse here? Have you met her before?"

Cordelia thought about it. Indeed, she had never seen that person before. However, it was a huge private hospital. She couldn't remember everyone!

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On the other hand, Linda had doubt written all over her face.

"Cordelia, look at that nurse's uniform. Why is it different from the other nurses?

"Her dress is too short! Was she really here to dress your husband in his ward in such a short dress?

"No way. I must get to the bottom of it!"

"Linda..." Cordelia was unsure whether to laugh or to cry. "What else was she here for if it wasn't to dress him? Stop being ridiculous!"

She usually would not overthink.

Even if someone was interested in Marcus, he would reject them.

She had full confidence in her husband when it came to his loyalty.

"You're amazing in everything, but you're so slow when it comes to this!" Linda complained softly. She peeped at Zennie's back again and secretly memorized the nurse's figure and face.

As the two of them entered the ward, Cordelia placed the thermos with food on the table. Then, she went over to check on Marcus.

"How are you feeling today? Does it still hurt?"

"Do you think I'm so weak?!" Marcus chuckled. "Seth said I can be discharged now. I'll rest at home."

"Yay!" Cordelia nodded. "I was speculating that you'd be discharged in two days, so I came here to help you with the packing."

"That's right. She didn't even go to work and dragged me into skipping work with her!"

Linda leaned on the doorframe with her arms crossed. There was a cryptic smile on her face.

Marcus was stunned and looked at Cordelia. The latter was embarrassed and said softly, "I got Linda here to be my mover."

"Cordelia said she'd help you pack. She'll bring some stuff home first, so she's borrowing my car." Linda smiled. She seemed to have recalled something, so she turned her head to say to Cordelia. "Cordelia, I- think I left my lipstick in the car. Can you help me get it?

"Look at my heels. It's so hard to walk the stairs in them!" Linda passed her the car keys. "See, your husband already got some stuff packed. You can get them to the car first!"

Cordelia did not think too much about it. She agreed and turned around to leave.

At that moment, Linda and Marcus were the only ones left in the room. The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Marcus looked calm. He looked at her with a cryptic smile in his eyes, seemingly waiting for her to say something.

As he thought, she spoke first. "Mr. Grist, I intentionally sent Cordelia away."

Marcus nodded. He had seen that coming.

"I'd like to tell you something."

"Mm-hmm." He smirked. "I'm all ears."

Now that he was staring with slight suppression, Linda was feeling uncomfortable.

"When we came in, there was a nurse who happened to leave. Was she here to dress you?"

Marcus was surprised. He instantly guessed what she wanted to ask.

"Yes, why?"

Linda took a deep breath in. "Mr. Grist, Cordelia is honest and soft, but she's definitely not a pushover! You should think about this carefully. Judging by your past, you're lucky to marry a woman like Cordelia!" Marcus wanted to laugh but frowned instead. "What are you trying to say, Ms. Quimby?"

She had wanted to tell him this earlier but did not have the opportunity to. She just vented everything, seizing what just happened.

She looked at him and enunciated clearly. "I just want to remind you to treat Cordelia well and be loyal. She's a simple person. As long as you're nice to her, she'll repay you for the rest of her life!

"So I suppose you can't bear to disappoint a girl like that, right?"

Marcus remained calm. There was a faint smirk at the corner of his lips.

Linda was not sure why, but she felt chills in her hands and legs after saying that. When she lifted her head to look, she saw Marcus' deep eyes. They looked as if he knew everything. The intense aura of this man was majestic enough to suffocate.

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It was surprising that Cordelia could get used to living with such a man!

Linda frowned slightly. At that moment, Cordelia happened to return. She was holding a bouquet of flowers.

"I saw this at a florist next to the car park." She smiled brightly. "The ward will only look lively with some flowers. I can't believe I was so busy before that I only remembered to buy flowers now!" She found a glass bottle and put the flowers in. She then placed it at the window.

Marcus' eyes instantly became gentle as soon as he saw her, and he held her tiny hand softly.

Linda found an excuse and left immediately. She did not want to be a mega third-wheel there!

Cordelia blushed. She retracted her hand and stared at him with her bright eyes.

"You didn't shower yesterday, right? Let me wipe you."

She turned around and left right away. She soon came back with a pail of hot water.

She was the one who had been wiping Marcus throughout his stay in the hospital. She twisted the hot towel and lifted his clothes carefully. The bruises had subsided a little, but they still looked terrifying. Cordelia felt her chest clutched. She tried her best to avoid the wounds as she wiped him in all seriousness.

She took a quick peek at him and looked away.

Marcus grabbed her hand, revealing a grin on his face. They had been married for so long, so he knew what she was thinking about.

She felt rather embarrassed, and her cheeks were burning. She wanted to retract her hand, but it was too late.

The man pulled her over, and she fell into his embrace directly.

"Stop it..." She struggled. "You're still hurt!"

His warm breath drew near her ear, and his voice was deep. "This is nothing. It won't be a bother."

"We still can't do it." Cordelia glanced at him, pissed. "They said it'll take 100 days to recover from your injury! It's better to be careful."

"But... How do I solve this personal issue that I have?"

Cordelia looked helpless. She was between tears and laughter.

Marcus would always have a poker face, and he was scarily cold to everyone. Sometimes, he looked so tense that nobody dared to go close to him. However, she was the only one who could see the burning desire in his eyes.

She smiled, caressed his chiseled face softly, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"That's it?" Marcus was clearly unsatisfied.

"Stop it!" She said in all seriousness. "We're in the hospital!"

...

Linda walked back and forth at the hospital door. She was bored to death.

Suddenly, someone behind came to talk to her.

She was stunned. She saw a tall and thin doctor when she snapped her head back. He had a clean face and was elegant. He gave her a warm smile. She smiled back courteously and shook his hand.

"I'm Seth Stafford." He introduced himself. "Marcus' attending physician."

Linda came to her senses.

'Is this Seth the one that Cordelia has mentioned a few times? The doctor who set her up with Marcus?'

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"Oh, so you're Dr. Stafford?" Linda quickly retracted her hand that was still shaking his. "Cordelia and Marcus' matchmaker?"

Seth did not notice the subtle change of emotion in her eyes. Not only that, but he had been under the impression that he had done a great job in matchmaking the couple-he had made a beautiful marriage happen.

He tidied his coat. With a little pride in his voice, he looked at her with a smile. "It's me. Ha, I didn't help much. They're destined to be together. I merely-"

"You didn't help?" Linda interrupted him and raised her voice. "You sure are humble, Dr. Stafford!"

Seth frowned upon realizing something was off about her.

"Dr. Stafford, you're a doctor! Saving lives is your job, right? Why do I feel like you're like those nosy ladies who have nothing to do, trying to matchmake everyone they know?

"Forget that you were matchmaking... You should've gotten her a good man!" Linda could not help but vent her spleen. "You got Cordelia to marry Marcus. Weren't you dragging her into trouble to be doing that?!"

"Hey..." It was Seth's first time being blamed like that. He could not help but widen his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" He fought back. "The marriage had been set between the two families from the beginning. It was just that the Grists waned. However, one shouldn't go back on their word, right? They couldn't go back on the marriage agreement just because his family is now poor!"

"Ha, you think being poor is the only thing?" Linda rolled her eyes. "He has a criminal record! He was in prison before! How could a pure girl like Cordelia be happy to be marrying such a man?"

"Then why don't you ask Cordelia if she's happy or not?"

Seth smirked, and a tinge of pride surfaced on his face.

Linda's cheeks were flushing and turning pale. She was pissed.

"Miss, on the first day at medical school, my teacher taught me that the biggest taboo of a doctor is to treat the head when the head aches and treat the foot when the foot hurts. We have to be thorough when analyzing the patient's medical record and illness. Sometimes, when something is wrong with their liver, we'll also get doctors from hematology for the consultation!"

"What are you trying to say?" Linda glared at him. "I don't get it!"

"I'm trying to say that we must be thorough when treating an illness. The same goes for our judgment." Seth's voice calmed down. "Although people were talking behind Marcus in the past and saying he didn't talk to others, I took care of him for a while when he was recovering. I could tell that he was a good person from what I knew about him. That was why I fought for his marriage for him.

"Everyone has a past!" Seth revealed a big smile.

Linda raised her eyebrow when she heard that. Her eyes turned grim, and she stopped fighting with him.

Seth was smirking while watching the thin and proud back facing him as she left. He did not notice that he had been doing that.

Cordelia finally did not have to go to the hospital anymore since Marcus was discharged. Her burden was slightly lightened.

She slowly got the hang of her job. Meanwhile, Oliver had toned down significantly lately and stopped texting her.

She felt everything was getting on track.

However, David suddenly called her to the meeting room. When she rushed there, she saw Yelena sitting there, smiling as she greeted her.

Cordelia's heart thumped. She stood at the door feeling a little lost.

"Why are you standing there, Ms. Jenner?" David said with a smile, "I'm sure you're familiar with Ms. Jenner, right?"

Cordelia nodded awkwardly. She had a bad feeling as she looked at Yelena.

The marketing manager and supervisors were there. After sitting in for a while, Cordelia discovered that Yelena represented William to negotiate a long-term collaboration with Bowfest Foreign Trading. "It's our honor to be working with the Jenner Group!"

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

"That's right! The Jenner Group is one of the best in the industry. Our company is nothing. It's amazing that we can get a share of your achievement!"

"Don't say that." Yelena looked at them, smiling. "You're too kind. My dad actually told me before I came that this collaboration would be training for me. After all, I'll take over the family business in the future. If made any mistakes at all, I ask for your forgiveness!"

The entire meeting room fell into silence.

Cordelia sensed everyone's stares and secretly scoffed. What Yelena was saying was that she wanted everyone to know that she would inherit the Jenner Group. An illegitimate daughter like her would be excluded.

Although she was also a Jenner, she would get nothing at all!

If that were the case, she might suffer in the company in the future. These people usually treated their employees according to their social status. If she lost the Jenner Group' support, she would also lose the respect of the company.

Cordelia took a deep breath in and looked at Yelena with a light smile on her face.

"How would you make mistakes, sister? You've been smart since you were young, and you're hardworking. The collaboration will definitely go well!"

"Ha, thanks for your compliment!"

"I'm just telling the truth. You're capable of managing the Jenner Group. However, I remember dad gave a bombastic promise during an interview that he'd work until he's old. He'll be the company's president forever!"

Her smile was subtle. "Ha, it seems like dad is coming of age that he'd take a backseat now. Indeed, he loves you. Otherwise, why would he ask you to take over the business?"

"You" Yelena's expression changed.

Everyone knew that William was greedy for money and power. The Jenner Group was a major business that held power at the moment.

Such power was the thing William enjoyed the most. It was also this feeling that he was most afraid to lose.

It was definitely against his own principle that Yelena had said she would take over the Jenner Group to the people!

If William were to hear that...

Yelena bit her lip and glared fiercely at Cordelia, who was smiling.

"We're at the office, so let's not talk about what's happening in our family." Cordelia got up and gave out the collaboration proposal to everyone leisurely. "This is the proposal our planning department produced by working the past few days overtime. Please take a look. Do give me feedback if any amendment is needed. I'll speak to the planning department."

Cordelia looked at Yelena calmly. "Ms. Jenner, this is the latest proposal format. I suppose you understand it?"

"What are you trying to say? It's just a dumb proposal. Do you think it's Greek to me?"

"That's right. Sorry for saying that." Cordelia enunciated each word. "Ms. Jenner is the Jenner Group's heiress. Your capability in business is definitely outstanding. Of course, you can understand the proposal!'

"Cordelia!"

Yelena was pissed due to the humiliation.

Cordelia had emphasized the word "heiress" on purpose!

Cordelia looked at Yelena with a cold face as the latter wanted to burst from anger but refrained from doing so to avoid embarrassing herself in front of everyone. She thought Yelena looked pathetic and laughable.

In reality, she did not care about anything from the Jenners. She never thought about fighting for the inheritance with her.

However, Yelena's hostility was just too much.

Cordelia sat on her seat calmly, and David stood up to soothe the atmosphere by starting the meeting.

However, Yelena's cold voice came again at that moment.

"I'm thirsty from talking so much! Can't your company even serve a cup of tea for your client?”