Marcus squinted and adjusted to a comfortable position to look at her with a smile.
“First, you can’t give yourself too much pressure. I’m not the kind of person who must get rich. It
doesn’t matter how much money you make as long as we make ends meet. What’s important is that
you’re happy at work, understand?”
He nodded seriously.
“Second, don’t do anything dangerous.” Cordelia pressed her lips together. “I’m referring to your
contests and stuff. Don’t push yourself too much. We don’t need those cash prizes! Anyway, I can only
support you 100% with the premise that you’re safe!
“Third…”
She looked up at him and said softly after stalling for some time, “If you have female students, you
can’t let them feel your muscles!”
Marcus failed to hold it in this time and burst out laughing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCordelia was red like an apple as she buried her head into his chest and punched him twice.
“I mean it!” She protested. “I’m a woman, so I know what the other women think! I… I forbid others from
touching you anyway! Normal physical contact is fine but something that crosses the line like this… no
way!
“If you don’t agree, I won’t let you go to work! Stay right here at home and don’t go anywhere!”
Cordelia looked unusually adorable, trying to act fierce. Marcus was suddenly filled with affection for
her. He hugged her tightly and promised seriously in a whisper next to her ear, “Okay. I’ll listen to
everything you say.”
Cordelia finally relaxed. She grinned and fell asleep in his arms not too long later. She even had an
interesting dream.
…
The next day, it was a weekend, so Cordelia went shopping, hooking arms with Marcus.
Marcus had never been interested in shopping, but the girl insisted on buying him fitted clothes. They
shopped around for some time before finally deciding on a luxury brand of menswear. Cordelia pulled
him there happily.
Even when Marcus kept emphasizing that his job was as a boxing instructor, Cordelia wanted him to try
the tailor-made suit.
“Even if you’re an instructor, you could use a suit too!” She looked at him seriously and chuckled,
saying, “The suit looks nice, and it’s free to try it on. Put it on for me!”
Unable to stop her from getting her way, Marcus could only go to the fitting room with the suit.
When he came out, Cordelia’s eyes bulged. The man was always wearing T-shirts and jeans or
sportswear. This was her first time seeing him dressed properly. She did not expect her husband to
look so good in a suit!
Marcus was slightly over six feet. He was tall and well-built with almost perfect proportions. He was
basically a walking mannequin. The suit looked like it was made for him as it accentuated his figure and
made him look fine and handsome.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn addition to his manly features, Cordelia felt he was a hundred times better looking than the models in
magazines!
She felt the suit and thought the fabric and workmanship were rather detailed. Marcus looked great in it
too. However, when she saw the price tag, she felt her heart jolt. Nonetheless, she smiled at the sales
assistant and told them she wanted the suit.
Her subtle change of expression did not escape Marcus’ eyes. A rush of emotion came to him.
The suits he used to wear were limited haute couture from top international brands. The best designers
personally measured and tailored the suits for him.
Thousand-dollar suits like this were basically cheap stuff to him.
He did not want Cordelia to spend unnecessarily, but he could not bear to pour the bucket of cold water
on her seeing how bright her smile was. His gaze took on some warmth.
“Honey, do you like it?” Cordelia flew back to him after she paid, chattering, “You look so handsome in
it! I know now. I’ll get you shirts and a few nice long ties the next time I shop for you, then…”
Cordelia suddenly stopped talking and stayed rooted.