“Oh, yes of course. Thank you for your trouble.”
Just as the words fell from my lips, I heard a familiar voice not far away.
“Scar.”
Ashton and I turned in unison toward the direction of the voice. It was Marcus.
“Marcus? It’s only a few steps. You don’t have to come out to receive me.”
Marcus had his grey silk pajamas on. With a transparent umbrella in his hand, he walked over in a leisurely manner.
“Is this a friend of yours?” Ashton asked. It could have been my imagination, but his voice sounded a few degrees colder.
“I’m her fiancé,” Marcus interjected at once.
I didn’t respond at the risk of sounding like I was overcompensating. The only thing I could do was smile awkwardly.
“Come here, Scar.” Marcus beckoned.
I walked over to him obediently.
Before I could even take a step, I felt my wrist being gripped roughly.
It felt very strange.
Ashton’s palm was meaty and rough. He barely exerted any force but when he touched me, it scalded like magma. My skin seared as the pain felt as if it had penetrated my skin and burrowed deep into my bone.
“Mr. Fuller, is there anything else?” I asked while I was rooted on the spot without an attempt to push him away.
Though he did not use much strength, I had a sense that it wouldn’t be easy to wrench myself from his grasp.
He had acted proudly and haughtily this entire time, but now he wants to play the part of a scoundrel?
Ashton had a puzzled look upon his face as if he wasn’t sure what he was even doing.
Marcus fixed his gaze onto Ashton’s grip on my wrist. “Sir, please let go of her at once.” Marcus’s voice rang with cold fury in every syllable.
Ashton furrowed his eyebrows but did not insist. In the end, he did as he was asked.
I went over to Marcus and stood under his umbrella.
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