Marcus' punch was so strong that Darren almost flew to the hedge far behind the greenhouse. If he didn't hit one of the steel posts of the marquee that I built for my makeshift potion-making spot just beside the greenhouse, Darren would have probably crashed into the topiary, and fallen over the edge of the hill. I gasped in surprise as he caused a loud thud on the plants.

"You dare come here and talk to my wife?" Marcus bellowed, and his tone gave me literal goosebumps because this ...