Chapter 178 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Marcus looked at her sweet smile, feeling all mushy inside “Do you like it?” Cornelia’s cheeks were flushed, whether from the alcohol or the room temperature She nodded and smiled “Like it? How could i not when i get to enjoy such a beautiful light show from such a great spot for free?” The word “free” made Marcus pouse He cautiously asked “Would you like it if Jeremy had arranged the light show for you? Carmelia who had just been praising the light show now shook her head vigorously “That would be a waste of money. No one would like their husband spending money on such useless things. The money thould be invested or saved Why would anybody waste it on this flashy stuff” Marcus thought to himself that he could never tell her not only that he had arranged the light show for her, but also the fact that he was Jeremy otherwise, shed fret over the money. The colorful and breathtaking light show was still going on. Perhaps because of the alcohol Cornelia was more cheerful She handed her phone to Marcus again ‘President Hartley can you take a video of me with the light show? “Sure” Seeing Comelia’s funny faces through the camera, Marcus couldnt resist poking her face on the scree She was less reserved when drunk, adorably tempting him to bite her After enjoying the wew and the meal they were ready to leave Cornelia had almost finished a bottle of wine and her steps were shaky as the walked down the stairs Marcus reached out a hand to gently hold her wrist He didn’t dare hold her too tightly or get too close afraid that she might resist him. But she turned around and gave him a sweet smile.
• “President Haitley, thank you!! Marcus rued her hair but before he could say “You’re welcome, she turned around and gave him a scolding as if afraid he wouldn’t hear her “Married men should know their place. They should keep a proper distance from women other than their wives Marcus thought to himself who would bother with her if she wasnt his wife? The temperature difference between the inside and outside was huge As they stepped out of the museum, the cold wind was a sobering slap in the face. The alcohol in Cornelia’s system seemed to wear off Comelia, now slightly sober, was fascinated by the thick snow on the road. She bent down to scoop up some snow, flinging it into the air. The scattering snowflakes created another beautiful scene. Finding it fun Cornelia scooped up another handful of snow and tossed it into the air She was like a child, happily playing in the snow. Marcus watched her play trailing behind her and quietly recording her every move on his phone, capturing her every frown and smile Cornelis antics soon caused trouble. She started throwing snowballs at pakting tourists, mumbling “Zack Abby, let’s have a snowball fight, throw snowballs at me”
• The tourists who were hit wanted to confront Cornelia Marcus immediately stepped in front of her, shielding her from any potential danger while patiently apologizing and explaining to the tourists. Im sorry I’m really sorry! My wife is drunk, she’s usually under a lot of stress. This is a rare chance for her to let loose. Please forgive her To express my apology, you can dine at any Blueshell Bistro in Paris for free. Just mention the name Jeremy” No one would believe such a claim without any voucher. But looking at Marcus’s appearance and attitude, the tourists didn’t make a fuss Some of the tourists who had been hit even comforted Marcus. “Your wife is lucky to have such a good husband like you She’s very cute and beautifull” “Thanks” Marcus sincerely accepted the praise from passersby toward Cornelia responding with a warm smile As time ticked away and the sightseeing tourists started to dissipate a snowball smacked Marcus hard. Then came Comelia’s playful voice. “President Hartley? What are you doing here? This girl always had a new gimmick when she got drunk Marcus laughed helplessly his eyes behind the silver rimmed glasses filled with tender indulgence. “It’s freezing Let’s go home and come back tomorrow, okay?” “Okay let’s go home Comelia, now tired from all the play tossed her last handful of snow and wobbly made her way into the snowfield Marcus ckly pulled her back. This way” Brushing off his hand the went ahead on her own it was slippery due to the snow and she was so drunk she could barely think straight. Every step she took seemed like the would tumble over Marcus couldnt care less about anything else He wrapped his strong arm around her waist and guided her toward the parking lot Cornelia was truly drunk and instinctively thought the person helping her was either Zack or Abigail She leaned her entire body against Marcus, not wanting to evert any effort, so essentially Marcus half carried her to the car Marcus helped her into the passenger seat and patiently fastened her seatbelt.