Chapter 38


    Cordelia barely had any sleep that night.


    She was both worried for Carter and troubled by her imaginary love rival. Moreover, it was her first


    time sleeping on the couch, so she kept tossing and turning. It was near dawn when she gradually


    fell asleep.


    Not too long into her slumber, though, she was woken up by some noises. When she opened her


    eyes, Marcus had already changed and was ready to head out. Carter had packed his bag as well


    and followed Marcus.


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    “Where are you both going?” Cordelia asked in rm.


    Marcus was dressed weirdly. He was dressed in ck with a baseball cap. The stick he held was


    the one he usually used when he worked out at home.


    Cordelia did not have a good feeling about it.


    “Are you going to fight?”


    Marcus looked at her without saying anything.


    Cordelia was in distress. It seemed that he was really going to fight. Since they got married, it got to


    do with her each time Marcus fought, and it worried her every time. She was afraid of something


    bad happening and that he would have to go in…


    Whatever it was this time, she would not let him act violently again!


    “Stay out of this,” Marcus said darkly. “Those bullies won’t learn their lessons if they aren’t taught


    one!”


    “Must violence be stopped with violence?”


    “What better ways are there?” Marcus looked at her with a determined and impassive gaze. “If


    decent conversations worked, this world would be much more peaceful.


    “Don’t worry. I know how hard to hit. Besides, the bullies won’t dare pick on Carter again after


    beating them up for him. Carter’s my cousin too. I can’t just watch him get bullied!”


    Warmth filled Cordelia, and she held his hand softly. There was a moment of silence before she


    looked up at him. “Don’t act rashly. I have a solution.”


    “What?” Marcus squinted. “What solution do you have?”


    Cordelia grinned as she brandished her phone in front of him.


    “We can’t counter violence with violence in this case, or the troubles will be endless. My solution will


    put an end to all troubles! But Carter will have to suck it up one more time, okay?”


    Marcus paused and finally put down his stick. He listened to Cordelia and changed into his normal


    clothes. After breakfast, the two of them sent Carter to school together.


    Cordelia had asked Carter to go in front while she and Marcus followed him from a distance.


    Before they got to the school gate, they saw a few senior high school kids approach Carter. They


    surrounded him, patting his shoulders and tugging his backpack with ulterior smirks.


    Carter trembled in fear the moment he saw them and did not dare make a sound when he was


    dragged off to a deserted corner.


    Cordelia and Marcus kept up swiftly and hid at the side.


    The school bullies surrounded Carter and began hitting him. As Carter crouched in the center, his


    cries echoed a whileter.


    Cordelia suppressed her heartache and the urge to stop them. Instead, she chose the best angle


    and recorded the scene clearly with her phone. When she had enough footage, she met eyes with


    Marcus, and thetter rushed over to kick the high school kids off.


    Carter had new wounds on his face, but they were nothing serious. Marcus kept him behind and


    scanned the high school seniors with a strict gaze.


    “Wow, Carter. H-how dare you get help!?” The fat guy who was the leader was brazen. “Just wait!


    Stay here if you dare. I’ll get my guys and see if that’ll kill you!”


    “It’s not quite possible for you to kill them,” a soft voice said clearly. “The few of you should, instead,


    think if your parents will kill you when word about you being bullies gets out.”