Chapter 90 On What Grounds Are You Trying to Catch Me Red-Handed

The drug's effects on Marcus dissipated almost completely. The heat subsided, but his face still carried a faint flush. His skin, dampened with water droplets, radiated an unspoken allure. He remained silent after hearing Natalie's mockery. Moments ago, their skirmish outside had left the room in complete disarray. Hearing Emma's shrill, grating scream, he could easily guess what everyone else would think. "Stay inside and don't come out." His deep, magnetic voice was still a bit hoarse. He exuded an icy authority as he grabbed a towel and casually wiped his upper body before wearing a bathrobe. "Hide in the bathtub." "What? Am I that unsightly?" Natalie arched a brow. "Nothing happened between us, but if you make me hide, it'll only worsen things." He coldly retorted, "If you want my grandfather forcing us to fly abroad to register our marriage, then by all means, step out." Natalie was speechless. Fine. She wouldn't go out. She had no desire to witness how the Walkers would d