My ex, my Fiancee's Son

My ex, my Fiancee's Son
Chapter 33. Attention of Marcus



"Your lips are hurt, let me treat you." Actually, other than wanting to help her treat the wound, I also wanted to talk to her again. Why would he help me? Is that just a form of caring because I'm his stepmother's candidate? Or indeed he was married and wanted to protect me, in other words he still loved me. Could it?


"No need."


"Please," I said in a clear tone. Finally he nodded.


Now Marcus and I are sitting face to face on the sofa in my room in the cafe. My hand held a cotton swab and cleaned the rest of the blood in the corner of Marcus' lips before applying the medicine.


Marcus just kept quiet and kept watching me. I ignored him and focused on treating Marcus's lips.


"Your cheeks are very red. That must have hurt."


My body is beating slowly. Marcus saw it all. He knew that Jonathan had slapped me in the face twice.


"Yes, I'm fine."


"All right how? Both of your cheeks are so red let alone the right, stamped on the hands of that jerk."


"I'm fine, it's common." Marcus' hand quickly gripped my wrist treating the wound. My eyes were fixed on Marcus. There was anger emanating from those black eyes. I don't understand what sparked his anger.


"What do you mean, ordinary? So that jerk who claims to be your father used to hurt you, is that it?"


I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before nodding. There's nothing more I need to hide. Marcus himself has seen it all.


"The man you saw was my father. But he doesn't deserve me to call Dad. The man who was always gambling and intoxicated every day, tortured and beat my mother and me, just to vent anger or ask for money from us. He killed my mother too."


"Whatchu mean? That guy killed your mother?"


I nodded slowly and began to tell Marcus everything. Everyone, there is not a single story that I have missed. I even told him about me waiting for his return to the apartment. Also how did I end up being a bitch and whoring every night at the club.


After I told him everything, I fell silent. Marcus just looked at me. From the beginning I told him to the end, he said nothing at all. Listen to everything I say without cutting my words. What was he thinking after hearing all this? I looked into Marcus' eyes looking for an answer.


Marcus' hands cupped my cheeks. A little bit of pain but her gentle caress and prudence reduced the pain.


She looked at me so closely that I was swept away so deeply, then the blink of an eye I entered into her warm embrace. So warm and tight. My tears just fell. My heart that had been in fear and worry had finally calmed down also returned to peace. It was like coming back to where I should be. I feel like all the problems in this world I can get through. Like a full-fledged force and my whole heart is back in one piece. My home, backrest and soul mate have returned. And I couldn't hold back the tears that started flowing so hard.


"I didn't know you were going through any of that" Marcus said like a spell that let go of all my grief. I was crying harder. I hugged Marcus tightly and gripped his shirt.


"Don't cry, Lina. I'll always be by your side." I cried increasingly hysterically and drowned my head in the niche of Marcus' neck. Hugged her so tightly as if afraid she would disappear if I loosened my embrace just a little.


"Marcl... Marc." In between my sobs, I called out his name. Marc-ku's back.


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After my embarrassing sobs incident at the cafe. Marcus drove me to the mansion. Throughout the journey he did not speak at all. But one of his hands clasped tightly onto my right hand. Gave me strength and pride. Then he went back to work. After draining my tears and not knowing what I was doing in the mansion. I decided to go to sleep.


I woke up when a big hand rubbed my hair gently. My eyes blinked slowly and adjusted the light coming into the rentina.


A dazzling smile with a dimple was present in front of me.


"Jonathan's horror again threatens to tear up the cafe." I nodded slowly. I think back to what happened this afternoon. Did Marcus say all that to Andrew?


"Did he hurt you?" The worried tone sounded very thick. I'm shaking.


"Shelina" said Andrew with emphasis. As if I knew it was useless for me to lie to him.


"Just a slap, you don't have to worry."


"Why didn't you call me?"


"I can't and I'm sure you're busy at the office."


"You're so much more important than my job at the office."


"Sorry." I looked down and regretted that I had worried her.


"You mean a lot to me, Shelina. I don't want Jonathan or anyone else to hurt you."


"sorry. I'll call you if anything happens to me." Andrew exhaled softly and raised my chin.


"Is your cheek still hurting?" I'm shaking. It's still a little painful but I don't want to say it and make Andrew worry.


"You must be hungry. Come on down and have dinner." I looked towards the window. The sky is already dark. How long have I been asleep?


Andrew pulled my hand and asked me to come down.


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Marcus is sitting on the dining table. He hasn't eaten yet, it looks like the man is waiting for us. Something is strange. Why is he sitting there? In the chair next to me. Doesn't he usually sit in the chair in front of me. I couldn't move and slowly sat down in my usual seat.


"Let's eat." Start Andrew. As usual I helped him get some food. After that, I just got food for myself. I actually wanted to get Marcus some food, too, but that's impossible. I don't want Andrew to get back suspicious.


"Aren't you usually sitting there?" Right, not only me, Andrew was also confused as to why Marcus was sitting next to me.


"There's a rule I should always sit there. There is no prohibition to sit here." Andrew just shook his shoulders no matter what. We continued eating.


A hand touched my left hand. I fell silent and glanced at Marcus's fingers pulling my hand. What's he doing?


Then he opened my fingers and filled every gap with his fingers. Our fingers are linked to each other. Marcus grabbed my hand under the table. I turned towards Marcus but the man threw away his face and didn't even look at me.


The corner of my lips twitched. How sweet she is. So, she moved to sit next to me because of this. He wanted to hold my hand for dinner. I looked down because I could no longer hold back a smile.


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