Chapter 221 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• It seemed that President Hartley’s wife must have a similar figure to her. After changing her clothes, Cornelia quickly left President Hartley’s wife’s dressing room. Holding her damp clothes, she walked out to see Marcus already waiting for her on the living room sofa. He had half–carried her here just a while ago, his white shirt fairly soaked. Now, however, he appeared immaculate, evidently having changed into a new white shirt. Thinking of the awkward scene earlier, Cornelia spoke somewhat uneasily, “President Hartley, how much do these clothes cost? I can buy them. I’ll transfer you the money.” “Do you think I’m short of cash?” Marcus shot her an annoyed look. She loved money but didn’t want to owe him anything, “There’s a hairdryer in the bathroom, you can use it to dry your hair.” This was their new marital home. Before his wife had moved in, Cornelia was using the stuff inside. She felt bad about it. If her husband brought another woman into their newly furnished home and let her use her things. Even if there was nothing inappropriate going on, she would feel uncomfortable. “President Hartley, I don’t need to dry my hair.” Cornelia untied her hair and let it fall loose, telling him it would dry quickly on its own. Marcus understood Cornelia’s personality, her insistence on not drying her hair must have her reasons. Besides, his intention was to protect her. If this protection made her uncomfortable, then what was the point? Without further ado, they both headed downstairs. Leonardo and the others were waiting for them downstairs. As they descended, Zack and Abigail immediately rushed over to Cornelia, looking at her with concern, “Nelly!” Cornelia quickly explained, “I changed into one of President Hartley’s wife’s dresses at his house.” Leonardo approached Marcus, “Marc, I’ve found out whose kid that was.
• The property management will make them sell the house and move out, so they won’t appear in this community again.” “Good.” Marcus was satisfied with Leonardo’s efficiency. He then looked at Cornelia, who was explaining to Zack and Abigail, “Have you decided where you want to eat?” Abigail chimed in first, “President Hartley, there’s a restaurant called La Lumière that’s really good, but it’s quite pricey. We’ve always wanted to go, but couldn’t bring ourselves to because of the price.” Marcus turned to Cornelia, “Do you like that restaurant?” Cornelia honestly replied, “I’ve never been there, so I’m not sure if I would like it. But I heard that the food there is expensive, so I’m a bit curious to try.” Since Cornelia wanted to go, of course Marcus would take her, “Then let’s go there.” With that, they all headed toward the parking lot. “President Hartley, you should know Nelly’s husband Jeremy, right? Jeremy is very good to Nelly. He not only actively helped her find an interior designer, but he also paid for all the expenses. Nelly has decided to live a good life with him and will not be easily swayed by other men.” Zack raised his voice deliberately, making his meaning clear to Marcus. Marcus, a married man, was being so good to his Nelly and didn’t know how to maintain a proper distance with women other than his wife. This kind of man obviously couldn’t be trusted.
• Marcus remained silent, and Zack emphasized, “And Nelly just said she hopes to have a child with Jeremy as soon as possible.” Without responding to Zack, Marcus turned his head sharply to look at Cornelia, who was a few steps behind him on his left, “Do you like children?” His voice was deep, magnetic, and gentle. It gave Cornelia the false impression that he wanted to have children with her. Comelia got spooked by the sudden misunderstanding, and instinctively denied it, “When did I ever say I liked kids?” Comelia didn’t like kids, and Marcus couldn’t care less. He didn’t marry her to have kids, “If you don’t want them, then just don’t have them.” Actually, he isn’t too keen on kids either. He was afraid they’d go through a horrible childhood like his, that would leave an indelible mark. Zack muttered from the side, “Whether Nelly has kids or not is between her and her husband. It’s none of their boss‘ business, right?” Marcus ignored him completely, and turned to Cornelia, “Cornelia, ride with me to dinner. I’ll have my driver take your car back to your place.” Abigail asked, “What about me?” Since Marcus brought Leonardo along, then he definitely expected him to be of use at crucial moments. Leonardo chimed in, “Abigail, if you don’t mind, how about riding with me?” Leonardo might not be as good looking as Marcus, but compared to most average joes, he was quite the hunk. If it wasn’t for Marcus being there, Abigail would’ve hit on him ages ago, “Okay, I guess I can slum it and ride in Mr. Wilson’s car.” Leonardo responded, “Thank you, Abigail.