Chapter 11 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Leonardo laughed, “This is the first time I’ve heard someone turn me down with such a reason.” Cornelia chuckled, “Should I feel honored then?” Leonardo said, “You know, the more you act like this, the more interested I am in you.” “Well, you know what, the more you act like this, the more I dislike you.” Cornelia’s smile disappeared, and she said seriously, “Mr. Wilson, I have absolutely no interest in you, not now, not ever. Don’t waste your time on me.” Her words amused Leonardo even more. “Cornelia, you and your President Hartley are quite alike. You never consider others‘ feelings. when you reject them. It’s really embarrassing.” Cornelia replied, “But I don’t see it.“ Leonardo: “…” Oh my god! He actually lost to a woman in this war of words. “You should be entertaining your guests as the host, but instead, you’re hiding here, chatting with my assistant.” Marcus’s deep voice suddenly sounded behind them. Cornelia turned around and saw Marcus standing not far behind them. She didn’t know how long he had been there or how much of their conversation he had heard.
• Her arrogance instantly vanished, and she obediently walked over to him. “President Hartley…” Seeing Cornelia become so well–behaved in an instant, Leonardo found it even more interesting. “Marc, your assistant is always bullying me. You should do something about it.” us’s tone s “Did you bully Mr. Wilson?” Marcus’s tone sounded like a question, but a careful look could reveal the smile on his lips. “I didn’t.” Cornelia shook her head frantically. “I wouldn’t dare bully him in his own home.” as up again “Marc, who do Leonardo started stirring things up again. “Marc, who do you believe, her or me?” “Tonight you’re the host, and she’s the guest.” Marcus didn’t directly say who he’d side with, but his words clearly implied that even if Cornelia bullied Leonardo, as the host, he should endure it. Leonardo teased, “Marc, you’ve changed. You’re actually bullying your friend for a woman now.” “Marc has his priorities mixed up?” Cameron walked over with a wine glass and joined the conversation. When he saw Cornelia, his eyes darkened. “Why are you here?” Cornelia: “…” She didn’t seem to have offended this guy. Every time they met, he gave her a cold look, as if she had done something terrible to him. Marcus raised an eyebrow. “Do I need to ask for your opinion on whom I bring with me?” Cameron awkwardly laughed. “Marc, I didn’t mean it like that.” Leonardo quickly tried to smooth things over. “You’re finally here. Let’s go have a drink.”
• “President Hartley, you can’t drink tonight.” Marcus had just stopped taking his medication today. Before coming to the banquet, Dr. Dawson called Cornelia several times, telling her to keep an eye on Marcus and absolutely not let him touch alcohol. Cornelia didn’t dare to be negligent. Leonardo teased again, “Marc, why is your assistant so strict with you, almost like Cornelia glared at him. “Mr. Wilson, maybe you should just shut up.” Leonardo pretended to be hurt. “Marc, look, she’s bullying me again.” Marcus said, “I don’t want to drink tonight. Let’s do something else.” Hearing this, Cornelia finally relaxed. Leonardo asked, “Dancing? Playing cards? Or do you want to do something more exciting?” Marcus wasn’t interested in any of those things, but since it was an important occasion, he couldn’t leave too early. “Whatever.” Leonardo: “Okay then.” The four of them left the noisy banquet hall and entered the card room. Leonardo seemed excited. “How big do you want to play tonight?” Comelia had seen rich people play games and lose a house in one night, which was not uncommon. She still hadn’t saved enough for a down payment on a house, so she couldn’t afford to lose. “President Hartley, I don’t want to play. Can you find someone else?”