Chapter 293 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Marcus never took to flattery, but if it was coming from Cornelia, he didn’t mind it one bit In fact, he kinda enjoyed hearing her butter him up As he watched her get all excited sweet talking him with that adorable look on her face, that strange, unsettling feeling that he didn’t quite understand was once again quickly spreading through his heart. It was intense, like it was trying to take over his mind and senses in a short span of time. Was this what they call having a crush? Marcus wasnt sure if this was what having a crush felt like, but he didn’t oppose it. In fact, he was quite chuffed to realize that he had a thing for Cornelia. Cornelia was his lawfully wedded wife; their relationship was legally protected. It was only natural for him to like his own wife. Swallowing hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the motion. His slender fingers lightly tapping the glass, he said, “Lel’s eat, quit the sweet talk.” His voice was hoarse. Even Marcus himself didn’t expect it “President Hartley, are you okay? Feeling unwell again?” Cornelia got worried hearing the roughness in his voice. She stood up and moved towards him, reaching out to touch his forehead. Marcus caught her hand, holding it in his palm, playing with it like a fascinating toy Taken aback, Cornelia quickly withdrew her hand, “President Hartley, please mind your manners!” Mind his manners! He had been minding his manners too much. His wife had been buzzing around him all day, and he hadn’t even properly held her hand, let alone anything else. With a slight smile, Marcus said, “What if I don’t want to mind my manners?” He was her husband after all. If he stopped minding his manners, holding her hand would be the least of it.
• Things could get a lot rpore intimate. Thinking of this, Cornelia got all flustered, stumbling over her words, “I… you!” When words failed her, she decided to simply leave. With that, she turned around and scampered out of the dining room, through the sprawling living room and into the yard. The cool night breeze hit her face, causing Cornelia to shiver and sober up a bit. Marcus was her husband, and intimacy was inevitable. But she was still struggling to accept her new status, instinctively feeling guilty for Jeremy if anything beyond the norm happened with Marcus. Hence her aversion to him holding her hand. She understood this, but truly accepting it was going to take some time. Sighing deeply, Cornelia sat down in a pavilion, leaning back against a pillar and gazing up at the starry sky The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a gentle light over all those who were alone. Vaguely, Cornelia thought she could make out two blurry figures in the moon. A man and a woman who seemed to be very much in love, waving at her. Suddenly her eyes welled up. “Mom, Dad, is that you? Do you miss me too?”
• Cornelia had never met her mother. She didn’t know why her parents divorced, or where her mother went. But she had a positive image of her mother. This was because her father and grandmother never spoke ill of her mother in front of her. They only told her when she was a kid that her mother had gone to a faraway place When she grew up, her grandma told her, “Each of us is our own person, with the right to choose our own life. A woman shouldn’t be bound by marriage and kids, they have the right to choose the lifestyle they like. Your mom just made a choice between two lifestyles” So, Cornelia never blamed her mom. She thought, if one day she bumped into her mom in a crowd, as long as she was willing, she’d happily call her morn Marcus arved, seeing Cornelia’s slightly reddened eyes in the moonlight. He said with a heavy heart, “Cornelia, I’m sorry I was out of line earlier. But believe me, I didn’t mean to belittle you” He had been holding back for so long, why couldn’t he control himself now? At that moment, the only thought in his mind was to hold her hand.