Chapter 92 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• “Mr. Wilson, don’t think everyone’s like you” Cornelia said with a smile, “We have to go get our mortgage sorted, so we won’t be hanging around with you guys” Marcus, who had been quiet, spoke up. “Cornelia, Ilwait for you outside Come find me when you’re done” “Sure “As a personal assistant, she didn’t have regular days off. She was always on call for her boss, but sometimes, her boss would let her take a break when he’s in a good mood After they left, Marcus took out his personal phone to text Cornelia but didn’t know what to say When they got married, he gave her a card with enough money to buy a house by the lake, but she never used it. She was serious about keeping boundaries and didnt want to use his This realization made Marcus feel uneasy Leonardo suddenly thought of something. Marc, don’t tell me you’re buying a house here because of Cornelia?” He guessed right. Marcus didn’t expect an answer, but he told him anyway, Tm buying a house here because of my wife” Leonardo, Your wife wants to live here? Speaking of her, I wanted to ask you, you were about to get divorced, but then you suddenly announced your marriage and cleared up rumors about her among the four major families. If you really want to be with her, why don’t you bring her out to meet the guys?” Marcus. “You’ve already met her.”
• Leonardo, When? I didn’t know about it” “Just now!” Marcus mumbled in his mind. He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and put it in the ashtray next to him, thinking that Cornelia probably wouldn’t like the smell Leonardo, “So why are you waiting for Cornelia instead of being with your wife? You’re not trying to be like me, are you?” Marcus glared at him. Leonardo thought he had guessed right and continued, “The women I’ve slept with are only after my money. They’re very clear about their goals, as long as you have money. But Cornelia is different. She’s a good girl. If you and your wife are getting along, don’t mess with her ” Marcus, I know Cornelia is a good girl. Do I need you to tell me that?” Leonardo, “Are you just trying to get close to good girls?” Marcus. “This has nothing to do with you. You can go now.” Leonardo, ‘Fine, Ill go. It’s not like I want to be with you.” After Leonardo left, Marcus waited for about an hour before Cornelia finished her paperwork. He drove her today, and after she got in the passenger seat, he asked, “Did you buy the house?” Cornelia nodded, “Yes” He continued. “If you need any help later, just let me know.” Cornelia, Thanks, President Hartley! But no need. It’s a fully furnished house.” Marcus, “If you need anything else, just tell me.”
• His recent concern for her was obviously more than what a boss should have for an employee, and Cornelia was worried, “President Hartley, I can handle my personal life. We should talk about work instead. Where are we going?” Marcus said, “To buy a gift for my wife. Her taste is similar to yours, so you can help me pick something you like.” It was normal for Marcus to ask his assistant to help pick a gift since he didn’t know what girls like. But Cornelia felt it wasn’t appropriate, President Hartley, I think it’s better for you to ask your wife directly about what she likes. Or you can go shopping together, which might be better for your relationship.” “You’re right, I was thinking the same thing.” Marcus looked at her, his deep eyes carrying a hint of loneliness. “But she hasn’t forgiven me yet. Can you help me figure out what I should do?” Ah, so that’s what’s going on! Cornelia felt a bit foolish lately, naively thinking that the president was deliberately trying to spend time with her alone She thought for a moment. President Hartley, if you really want to make up with your wife, then don’t worry about your pride. Apologize, buy gifts, just do whatever it takes to get her to forgive you” Let’s just go pick out a gift first “Marcus smiled helplessly, stepping on the gas to speed up the car