Chapter 202 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Skyler whipped up a feast quicker than she could say ‘abracadabra’. There was beef and lamb, heaps of seafood, and the cherry on top was a scallop the size of her palm. Cornelia joked, “Your farm doesn’t breed scallops, does it?” Skyler replied, “No, but we’re close to the sea. If you’re craving fresh seafood, you can just hop in the car and head to the market.” Cornelia, a foodie at heart, said, “Skyler, what am I gonna do? You treat me so well, I might just wanna stay here forever.” Skyler laughed, “If you’ve got time, feel free to hang around for a few days. And when you’re free, you can drop by anytime.” Cornelia asked, “Are you planning to live here long term? Does the farm owner treat you well? Is your salary good? Do you have money to spend?” Skyler chuckled, “Cornelia, this farm is actually mine.” Cornelia gasped, “Yours?” Skyler nodded, “My dad gifted me this farm when I was born. It was managed by a trust company, so it was off my family’s books. When my family hit the rocks, this farm went unnoticed. Over the years, I’ve had people run it for me. It’s not making me a millionaire, but it’s definitely enough to keep me fed and watered. So, you don’t need to worry about me.” Cornelia had been worried sick about Skyler running out of money. She’d even set aside some cash for her, but it turned out she was fretting over nothing. Even though Skyler’s family wasn’t what it used to be, she still had a decent chunk of change. What she had was more than she could ever earn in Cornelia’s lifetime. They chatted away as they tucked into their meal. After a while, Skyler finally asked the question she’d been dying to ask but was too afraid to, “Cornelia, did Zavier give you any trouble because you helped me get from the Capital to Riverton and then I vanished without a trace?”
• The mention of Zavier made the juicy steak in Cornelia’s mouth lose its flavor, “No, Zavier wouldn’t dare mess with me, not with President Hartley around.” Skyler breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s a relief.” -Cornelia said, “Skyler.” Skyler responded, “Hmm?” Cornelia continued, “If, I mean just if, Zavier found you, would you…” Before she could finish her sentence, Skyler turned as pale as a ghost, “Cornelia, does Zavier, know I’m here?” “Yes! Zavier knows where you are!” Cornelia wanted to spill the beans but couldn’t. Marcus Hartley was right. As long as Skyler didn’t know Zavier had found her, she could live her life free as a bird, just the way she wanted. Skyler had only just managed to get out from under Zavier’s thumb. Cornelia didn’t want her to go back under it, “Skyler, don’t freak out. I was just saying. You’ve got nothing to worry about. Zavier doesn’t have any pull in France. He can’t find you.” “That’s true.” Skyler took a deep breath, “If he knew where I was, he would have sent someone to drag me back by now. He wouldn’t let me live my life freely.”
• Cornelia said, “Yes, you don’t have to worry about it.” “Cornelia,” Skyler didn’t want to talk about Zavier anymore, nor did she want to be bothered by him, “How are you and your husband doing?” “We’re doing okay,” Cornelia replied. “Hold on a sec, I’ve got something for you.” Skyler dashed upstairs and came back down holding a mahogany box, “This is for you, Cornelia.” “What’s this?” Cornelia asked as she took the box. “Open it and you’ll see.” Skyler said. Inside the box was a ruby necklace, with a ruby the size of a thumb. As Marcus’s assistant, Cornelia had a knack for distinguishing gems. She immediately recognized the high-quality ruby. “But this is too much, Skyler. You shouldn’t have.” With such precious gift in hand, Cornelia felt uneasy. Skyler had prepared this gift specifically for Cornelia. She may have given up on love, but she still wished for Cornelia to be happy, “It’s not worth much, Cornelia. I want you to have it. So you and your husband can be happy.” Touched by Skyler’s sincerity, Cornelia accepted the gift, “Thank you, Skyler.” “Do you mind if I put it on for you?” Skyler asked. “Sure.” Cornelia said. The ruby necklace looked as if it was custom-made for Cornelia’s delicate neck. “You look stunning, Cornelia,” Skyler said, somewhat mesmerized. “It’s the ruby that’s stunning.” Cornelia responded. “No, you’re stunning.” Skyler insisted. Cornelia laughed, “Alright, alright. I’m more stunning than the ruby.” “Of course, you are.” Skyler chuckled.