Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 92

“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.

“Mr. Jones, is this necessary?”

“Yes!” Oliver’s face was dark, “Dr. Robinson, did you bring everything with you?”

‘Yes, but—”

“Try to get close to him later. We must get something from him so that we can do the DNA analysis.”

Dr. Robinson frowned, but he nodded in the end.

Oliver did not believe that the man in the ring was Marcus despite Matthew having told him several times that Zephyr was in Chaiseland and that the man acting cowardly and wimpy in the ring was nothing like Zephyr.

As they were rushing toward the back, they ran into Cordelia and Seth in the dressing room.

“Mr. Jones?” Cordelia’s heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to calm down. “What are you doing here?”

The corner of Oliver’s mouth twitched, and he offered Cordelia an awkward smile.

“I… I’m pretty interested in boxing, so I bought a ticket and came to watch the match. I didn’t expect one of the contestants to be your husband!”

“Yeah.” Cordelia nodded.

Cordelia was about to go in, but Oliver stopped her.

“Ms. Jenner, it seems to me that your husband is pretty seriously injured. My friend over here is a doctor. Why don’t you let him have a look at your husband?”

‘That’s not necessary.” Cordelia rejected the offer. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him. “I didn’t know that you would need a doctor when you were watching a boxing match, Mr. Jones. I guess I have learned something new about you today.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Oliver was stumped and tongue-tied.

“My husband doesn’t like people he doesn’t know to get near him.” Cordelia continued. “This mister over here is a doctor as well, and he’s a friend of my husband too. I’m sure he’ll take care of my husband.”

“Ms. Jenner—”

“Thank you for your concern, Mr. Jones.” Cordelia stood in front of the door. “But my husband doesn’t need your help now, so please leave.”