Chapter 396 It Hurts

Natalie reached out and poked one of the bruised spots on Marcus' body. He immediately sucked in a sharp breath. "Does it hurt?" Natalie frowned, her concern growing. She had heard the crashing sounds outside the door, but she hadn't expected Lincoln to be this rough. Marcus was about to say it didn't hurt, but upon seeing Natalie's furrowed brow, he quickly changed his answer. "Yeah, it hurts. It really hurts. I can't stand up, can't walk." As he spoke, he lifted the corner of his bathrobe to show Natalie his leg. "It seems like my knee is broken." Natalie's eyes fell on Marcus' leg, and her face flushed. She quickly looked away, embarrassed. "You deserve it, getting me drunk on purpose, then messing with me," she muttered, though her body acted honestly as she bent down to help him. "Lincoln was right. You could've taken me home after I got drunk, or at least let me share a room with Connie, or let me stay in the guest room I used to sleep in. But no, you had to carry me to you