Chapter 612 Domestic Violence
The restaurant’s location was relatively remote. The first thing they saw when they got out of the car were the grizzled wall, a greenstone bench, and a vintage red wooden door with two lion statues on either side guarding it.
The server led them to a private room Marcus had reserved. The second Skylar stepped into the room, she could feel Marcus’ gaze on her.
“It’s difficult to ask you out,” he joked, but there was an undertone of somberness beneath it.
Skylar’s menstrual cramp was giving her a hard time. Moreover, she suspected the cold air from the ground had chilled her due to the thin soles of her shoes. Her grandmother had always warned her of the cold air that could travel from the ground into one’s body.
After her grandmother was gone, she had no one fussing over her anymore.
Grandma used to check the weather report the night before and tell me to plan my outfit accordingly for the next day. She always insisted that a girl has to stay warm.
Meanwhile, Marcus and Kate were engaged in a low conversation. Not interested in it, Skylar simply sat quietly and focused on the boiled fish in front of her.
As she scooped up a piece of fish, her sleeve was pulled back along with her movement and revealed the bruise on her wrist. The purple bruise had turned darker compared to earlier.
Despite being engaged in a conversation with Kate, Marcus caught the discoloration on Skylar’s wrist.
The room was warm, but it felt suffocating for Skylar, so she excused herself and got out of the room.
As the chilling night breeze hit her face, she shuddered from the coldness and quickly wrapped her arms around herself.
“Did he hurt you?” Skylar looked over her shoulder at the question and saw Marcus standing behind her with only a wool sweater.
Skylar smiled. “Why are you asking me such a strange question? Who do you think hurt me?”
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