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Chapter 612
Chapter 612
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. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
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?”
With his hands tucked in his pockets, he said, “The bruise on your wrist was his doing, right? You can always ask for my help if you need any.”
Right then, she realized Marcus assumed that her bruise was Tobias’ doing.
It seems that Marcus doesn’t have a good impression of Tobias.
“No,” Skylar answered without elaborating. Her bare face was a stark contrast to the night.
Marcus’ eyes darkened at the sight. At that moment, he finally understood the reason Tobias broke off his engagement and chose to be with her.
He cleared his throat and warned, “Careful not to fall too deeply for him, or you’ll get hurt.”
However, Skylar was indifferent to his words. Her heart had numbed after hearing similar warnings so many times. She had heard many people liken her to a short-term stock and warn that Tobias was ready to dump her at any minute.
Meanwhile, Amelia gulped down glass after glass of beer in the room. By the time Skylar returned to her seat, Amelia had consumed quite an amount of alcohol.
Despite that, Kate didn’t stop her, and Skylar merely watched from the sidelines. Suddenly, Skylar noticed that Amelia wasn’t as arrogant as before. In fact, she seemed to be in low spirits. There was a
permanent crease on her forehead as she continued chugging glasses of beer down her throat as if she had a lot on her mind.
After the dinner ended, Kate tried to carry the drunken Amelia away. Looking at Kate’s futile attempt, Skylar noted Amelia’s intense unwillingness to leave the beers on the table.
Right then, Kate whispered something in Amelia’s ear, causing her eyes to dilate from fear. She then shot to her feet and quickly stumbled away.
After settling the bill, Marcus stood with his hand in his pocket as he lighted a cigarette with the other. He blew a puff of smoke as he waited for Skylar at the exit.
“Let me drive you home. It’s dangerous for a woman to go home alone at night. More so for a celebrity.”
In response, Skylar tipped her chin at a car nearby. His gaze followed hers and landed on the driver and bodyguards in the car.
Marcus recalled a woman’s voice in his head. “Marcus, Tobias will be fetching me tonight. His driver and bodyguards will be here too. What do you think I should wear? I hope he likes it.”