Shera had already run up the stairs before Celeste could react.


    “I’ming up.”


    Celeste followed after her.


    Standing in front of Marcus’ door, they heard no sounding from inside.


    The servant exined, “I just heard him hitting the wall. I also heard a painful groan.”


    Looking at the closed door, Shera ordered, “Get the spare key and open the door.”


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    The servant was about to abide when the door made a click sound and was pulled open by a cold


    Marcus.


    “Marcus, your hand is bleeding!” Shera eximed, the first to see the bloody fist. She wanted to take


    his hand to check, but he moved out of her reach and looked at the servant.


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    “I identally broke the window ss. Get me a first aid kit.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    “Why did you break the window?” Celeste asked, worried about him.


    However, she received the closed door in her face as an answer.


    Shera frowned as she recalled the littlest details when he came out just now. There was a thinyer of


    sweat on his forehead, and the veins on his forehead were protruding and pulsing rapidly. He Looked


    very angry.


    Something was wrong with him when he rushed upstairs earlier. This was no ident, and it certainly


    didn’t involve any ss.


    In the room, Marcus opened the window to breathe in some fresh air.


    Then, he went back to the edge of the bed and supported his forehead with a hand. He had a tendency


    to get violent whenever he had irritable disorder.


    The servant soon came back up with the first aid kit.


    “Give it to me, Mrs. Thomas. I’ll take good care of him, don’t worry,”


    Shera said, taking the first aid box.


    Celeste nodded in agreement and went downstairs with the servant.


    Shera knocked lightly on the door. Marcus opened soon after and held out his hand.


    “Give it to me.”


    Shera stubbornly forced her way into the room.


    “Let me help you.”