“That's right. There's a chance that this fellow has taken some forbidden drugs. That's why he performed so well in the first few rounds. Now that the effect of the drugs has worn off, he's starting to lose it.”
The suspicion in Oliver’s eyes was getting thicker.
Josiah and Fredric were sweating for Marcus.
Josiah couldn’t hold himself back anymore and shouted, “What’s going on with Z?”
Fredric pushed him back down on his seat and looked around to search for Oliver.
“Keep your voice down!” He said, “I’m sure Z has his own reasons for doing this. Just stop yelling!”
“Could it be because Cordelia isn’t here to watch him?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a gasp was heard from the crowd. Marcus was now kneeling on the ground. He had one hand covering his lower left rib cage as sweat mixed with blood slowly dripped down from his forehead.
“Marcus…”
Cordelia returned to the hall and was stunned by what she saw.
In her memory, Marcus had always been a winner in every fight. She had never seen him being beaten up like this before.
Tears instantly flooded her eyes, and she dashed toward the ring out of her panic. However, she was stopped by the security guard when she was nearing the ring.
She shouted with all her might, but the yelling from the crowd drowned out her voice.
Cordelia did not know how she made it through the end of the match. She did not dare to look at the ring at all. It was only after the referee blew the whistle and the winner of the match had been decided that she rushed toward the back.
“Don’t worry, Cordelia!” Seth said, “Judging from what I know about Marcus, he has a good physique, so he should be fine.”
“Dr. Stafford, please…” Cordelia’s face was pale, and her eyes were misted over with tears. “I’m really scared…”
“It’s okay! Take me to the back.”
Meanwhile, Oliver and two other people headed to the back as well.
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