Chapter 83


    Marcus’ expression was dark throughout the entire journey as he stamped his feet firmly on the


    elerator as hard as he could.


    There were several times Fredric felt like he was going to fly out of the window, and it was only now


    he understood what the centripetal and centrifugal force that he had learned in high school physics


    meant.


    As an ear-grating noise sprang into the air, Marcus stopped the car in front of the police station.


    Marcus marched into the police station with a stern and gloomy look on his face. After he entered


    the police station, he nced at the crowd coldly. Then, from a door that was left slightly ajar, he


    saw two female police officerse out with Cordelia in between them.


    “Lia!” he shouted, causing Cordelia to raise her head and look toward him.


    The moment they saw each other, she could no longer hold her tears back. She threw herself into


    his arms and grasped tightly at his clothes. His familiar scent wafted into her nose, and she felt safe


    in his arms. She had been suppressing her emotions the entire time, but she just wanted to cry out


    loud right now. However, she held herself back and sobbed quietly in his arms.


    Marcus patted her back gently andforted the woman, who was trembling with fear in his arms,


    with a low voice. He collected her disheveled hair behind her ears, and when he saw her pale face


    and reddened eyes, his heart felt so painful, as if someone had stabbed it with a knife.


    “Don’t worry. I’m here.”


    Cordelia slowly calmed herself down and nodded lightly.


    After Fredric finished everything, he approached them. Marcus stopped him with a gaze when he


    was about to say something.


    Fredric stuck his tongue out and retreated to the side. Looking at the two love birds in front of him,


    he just wanted tough but knew he could not do that. In the end, he could only clear his throat


    twice.


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    Cordelia snapped back to reality and pulled herself away from Marcus. Turning around to look at


    Fredric, she asked, “He is…”


    “He’s Mr. Constable I told you about. He’s awyer,” replied Marcus. “He specializes in providing


    legal assistance to inmates in prisons.”


    Fredric’s eyes opened widely upon hearing what Marcus said. ‘Since when did I be a tree hole


    for those inmates in prison?’ he shouted inwardly.


    Cordelia offered him a thankful gaze and nodded.


    “Don’t worry, honey. Mr. Constable will help you to prove your innocence.” After saying that, he


    looked at Fredric. “Right?”


    Fredric was rendered speechless. He let out a few dryughs and nodded.


    “The bail procedures have beenpleted. Let''s get out of here first and find a ce to talk.”


    “Okay.”


    Marcus held Cordelia’s hand and walked toward the entrance. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.


    He squatted down and scooped Cordelia up from the ground into his arms. Leaning on his firm


    chest and listening to his strong heartbeat, Cordelia had the urge to cry again.


    “Honey, how did you know what happened?” She sobbed. “It happened so suddenly, and you were


    undergoing specialized training. I thought I couldn’t get hold of you.”


    Marcus carefully ced her into the car. He helped her to put on her seat belt and smiled at her


    gently.


    Fredric drove the car. When he saw the scene at the back of the car through the rear mirror, he


    shouted inwardly, ‘Oh gosh. He just won’t let go of any chance to show his affection in front of


    everyone.’


    God knew how crazy he had been and how fast he had run on the road after learning what had


    happened to her.


    The good thing was that he did not know how to pilot a ne. Otherwise, he might have even


    broken the world record.


    “Actually, the police contacted me, not him.” Fredric chimed in, saving Marcus from his predicament.


    “They have my contact number since I was yourwyer when I helped you in your propertywsuit.


    As such, whether it''s you or Marcus, once something happens, the police department will contact


    me first. And I was the one who told Marcus about what happened to you.”


    “I see.” Cordelia smiled. “Mr. Constable, I’m sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused you.”


    “It''s alright. It’s awyer’s duty to help other people solve their problems. Otherwise, we’ll lose our


    job.”