Chapter 277 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Zack, noticing Cornelia’s hesitation, quickly comforted her, “Cornelia, don’t listen to Abby’s nonsense You’re still young, and got your whole life ahead of you. You’re bound to find a man who you genuinely like and who likes you back Don’t waste your best years on someone who’s not worth it” “The man I love and the man who loves me?” Cornelia chuckled, “Hmm. She didn’t say anything more Abigail suggested, “It’s getting late, we should head back. We can talk more about this when we wake up tomorrow” Comelia didn’t want to keep them this late, “Sure.” Abigail turned to Zack, “You drive yourself home, Zack. I’ll ride with Cornelia” Zack nodded, “Take care of her.” Cornelia chuckled and reassured them, “Don’t worry about me I’ve been through a lot already, this is nothing” Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Abigail and Zack felt even more sorry for her. Comelia’s life was almost destroyed at a very young age, she had no home to return to. If she hadn’t been so strong, she wouldn’t be the Cornelia they knew today Luckily, all of that was in the past, and no one could ever use it against her again.
• There were no parking spaces next to Cornelia’s car, so Zack had to park his car some distance away. Cornelia and Abigail watched him walk over, get in his car, and then they turned to get into their own car Once inside, Abigail looked around, “The Hartley Group sure is loaded, even their assistants were provided with Porsches.” At this, something seemed to dawn on Cornelia, she paused as she was buckling her seatbelt, “Abby, I think I want to return this car to the company” Abigail glanced at her, “Because Marcus is your husband, you won’t even drive a company car? Are you nuts?” Cornelia explained, “According to the company rules, as a new personal assistant, there is no way that I would be given such a good car. It’s probably Marcus who arranged it” Hearing this, Abigail got excited, “Wow, Cornelia, I suddenly feel like you and Marcus are so sweet together!” Cornelia glared at her, “Sweet? You want this kind of sweetness?” “I do, I do!” Abigail went on with her daydreaming, “Cornelia, your story with Marcus is like a romance novel about a CEO and his secretary. The only pity is his past with other women If not for that, he’d be like the male lead in a novel”
• Cornelia ignored her, started the car, and was about to leave when there was a knock on the window. Startled, Cornelia turned around to see Ayden standing next to the car with a blank expression on his face. She rolled down the window, “Ayden, what’s up?” Dr. Dawson, his mother, had been scolded by Marcus because of her, which gave Cornelia enough reason to suspect that Ayden was there for revenge. Ayden was incredibly tall and muscular, definitely over six feet, even taller than Marcus who stood at six–foot–two. He looked like a giant, and if he wanted to hit her, she wouldn’t be able to fight back. So, as she rolled down the window, she was already in gear. If Ayden really wanted to hurt her, she could just step on the gas and he wouldn’t be able to touch her. Cornelia was prepared, but Ayden didn’t make a move. He stared at her with a blank expression on his face as he said it, “Strictly speaking, it’s not my place to say anything. but after giving it some thought, I think I should tell you.”