Chapter 116 I love you

Marina's POV

There he was protecting me from Martha's venomous gaze and wayward hands like a knight in shining armor.

I just looked up at him, mesmerized by his handsome yet stern face.

"Stop that rubbish, woman; you're in a police station," Mark said to Marth as she struggled to get to me again.

"How dare you... Thing good for nothing, let go of me." Martha said, struggling with Lana's cousin, Kila, who was holding her back.

I snapped out of my daze before glaring at Martha from behind Mark.

Just a few seconds ago, she was joining that old bitch to drag my hair; now she was holding her back...? It was definitely because of Mark's intervention.

"Aunt, please calm down; people are looking, " She whispered harshly to Martha, who shook her head.

" No, this bitch and that ungrateful brat must pay. " She said vehemently. "Imagine, Rachel killed my daughter and my grandchild, she has to pay, she just has to." She cried almost sounding delusional.

I rolled my eyes at her pitiful antics. "You just keep saying that how was Lana pregnant".

As soon as I said that, I felt Mark's hands holding my waist loosen and I looked up at him.

"Hey, please let me handle this." He said with a pleading look and I raised my brow at him.

"Handle what? She's accusing Rachel again, and I just want to clear the air. Can't I do that?"

Mark groaned in frustration, and I rolled my eyes. I knew he was only trying to protect me, but I just wasn't the type of girl to hide behind a guy and watch him fight for her.

" What do you mean by unborn child? "

Ethan walked up to me and Mark, and he looked at Martha in confusion.

Yes, that was true, Rachel mentioned the same thing.

Martha who was previously acting delusional, eyes suddenly lit up with hope and she ran towards him. " Oh Ethan Wright, thank goodness you're here, I was being bullied son, your mother in law was being bullied " she said holding Ethan's hands frantically.

Mother fucking what?

My eyes almost popped out of my skull.

I glanced at Mark and I could see he was just as surprised as I was.

Thankfully, I wasn't the only one shocked.

" Why did she... " I was about to ask, but Mark shook his head before blinking once as if trying to reassure me that Ethan knew what he was doing.

Oh, he better because there was no was I wouldn't kill him if it turns out he was really betraying, or have already betrayed Rachel.

" Get your hands off me ". Ethan spat coldly and I smiled.

Martha expression immediately turned to one of confusion. " What are you saying? You're here to make sure Lana gets the justice she deserves right? To make sure Rachel spends the rest of her life in jail?"

Ethan just took a step back from Martha and she shook her head, understanding his stand.

"No..." She shook her head, almost crying. " How can you do this to Lana!" She screamed. " You got her pregnant and now choose to turn your back on her now that she's dead? To support her killer? Just what kind of man are you?!" She said hysterically hitting Ethan on the chest.

Derick immediately went to hold his wife.

" Martha stop that, he is Ethan Wright for fuck sake " I heard him whisper to her and I smirked.

I was about walking towards Ethan when I felt my hand being held back by someone. I looked at my joint hands with Mark, before looking at the man's face.

"What? We need help Ethan".

Mark just shook his head and dragged me out of the hospital.

"Hey..." I struggled to remove my hands from his, but I just couldn't budge it.

After several trials I allowed him to drag me out of the police station and into the car.

"What was that for? Can't you see that woman was going crazy? At your boss?"

I seriously couldn't understand Mark.

Normally in times like this, he would rush to protect Ethan or do something, instead he just stayed with me... Not like I needed protection.

Mark raised his hand to my face, I instinctively shut my eyes tightly waiting for his hand to land on my face" Are you alright?"

Instead of the sharp pain I expected to feel, instead I felt his cold hands caressing my face and his worried voice.

I opened my eyes suspiciously, one after the other and I saw the look of concern in his eyes.

" Did that woman hurt you alot? I saw hee dragging your hair, are you alright? Do we need to go to the hospital?" He asked all at once anxiously and I just stared at him stunned.

Actually I was expecting a slap, why he would suddenly slap me, I had no idea, but I didn't expect this.

My eyes turned watery and I blinked, but instead of the teats to go back, my blinking only made it fall.

" Marina..." His face turned even more anxious as his thumb wiped the tear from my eyes. " Are you that injured? That bitch hurt you didn't she? You know what, we're going to the hospital". He said about to remove his hands from my face, but I held them back while shaking my head.

" I'm fine ".

Mark shook his head. " You don't look fine, your crying".

He stated still looking confused.

" You look so cute right now that I can kiss you". I said with a small giggle while sniffling, looking at Mark's unsure face.

He was worried about me. Really worried about me.

I couldn't remember the last time someone has worried over me like that.

" Mark". He looked up at me, and my lips trembled.

" I've been alone for over five years, and nobody have ever worried about me for such a trivial issue as someone pulling my hair". I said with a chuckle but I meant it.

Ever since I left home to study acting and directing, my family never called or texted. They didn't even bother to ask how I was doing even if I got into a scandal online, which I mostly did.

And now someone I barely knew for six months, was so worried about me... It made me feel so emotional.

"Hey, don't cry". I only realized I was crying when Mark said that, wiping my tears with his thumb. " And don't you ever call being dragged by the hair a trivial issue. You could have gotten a brain damage or she could have ruin your beautiful hair. " He said seriously, and I felt the tears pour down from my face even more.

" Why are you so nice to me?" I asked after a few a few minutes of utter silence.

" You already know that, I like you... No". She shook his head bringing his face closer to mine. " I love you". He whispered before placing his lips on mine.

This time the kiss was gentle, and calm and reassuring.

As if telling me everything would be fine even though it didn't look like that now.

Rachel was still in a mess and with the scene Martha just created, it seems it was sway complicated than I know of, and then she was also mad at me because of one stupid misunderstanding.

I just didn't know what to do right now, so I needed that kiss.

After a while he broke the kiss and smiled.

" Now, let's go get you check out by the doctor".

I smiled shaking my head.

" No way, I'm alright". I insisted but he refused starting the car.

" This is not a negotiation. We're going to the hospital, then we're going over to Ethan's house to figure out how wwe'regoing to help that friend of yours ".

I chuckled at his tone as he called Rachel.

He was mad at her for not understanding, I was too but I knew that was how she was and has always been.

She only listened to one person and that was her head.