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Chapter 267
Most folks with mental health issues typically didn’t admit they got a problem, mainly because lots of
them didn’t even realize they had got one
At this point, Marcus couldnt tell if last night’s therapy did any good for Comelia. He had to be harsh.
“Comelia, you gotta understand, people with mental health issues ain’t cut out for the job of being my
personal
sustant
*President Harties, have I messed up at work or something? Comelia gripping her hands tightly. “If you
want to fire me just say so No need to beat around the bush”
As Cornelia’s face gradually turned pale at his words, Marcus thought she might have gotten her
memory back. He gently patted her shoulder, his tone softening. “Cornelia, only by facing your past can
you truly move on And only when you’ve moved on, can you start a new life Imckon that’s what your
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdad would’ve wanted”
His voice was always deep and strong, like a shot of good medicine straight to Cornelia’s heart. Tears
trickled down her face. “Can I really let go? Would dad blame me?”
It was the first time Marcus had seen her cry since he d known her Her tears fell onto the back of his
hand searing his heart and leaving him at a loss, “Cornelia, don’t cry
“But my dad, he was trying to protect me. His first instinct wasn’t to save himself, but me if it wasn’t for
me he wouldn’t have died, it should’ve been me Before last night, Cornelia didn’t know shed forgotten
some things. She remembered her dad dying in a car accident, but she had forgotten that she was in
that car too.
She had also forgotten that she watched her dad take his last breath
What she remembered even less was that, before he died, her dad chielded her with his body and told
her to forget the car accident and live a good life
Even at his last moment, her dad cared about her the most.
Cornelia wanted to follow her dads last wish and forget the past to live a good life but the bloody scene
kept replaying in her mind. She didn’t know how to cope
The fact that Cornelia was willing to talk about her past made Marcus realize the problem could be
easily solved
He gently raised his hand and softly wiped away the tears in her eyes. “Cornelia, your dad gave his life
to protect you. He didn’t just want you to survive, he wanted you to live well. If you can’t let go of what
happened, he’d be the one to blame you”
Caught in her painful memories, Comelia didn’t notice his tender gesture. “My mom left Rosenberg
right after I was born and never showed up again I don’t even know what the looks like My dad worked
as a tad driver after work every day so that I could have a better life. That day of the accident, my
grandma was out, so my dad had to take me with him. I never thought that the accident would happen
that night, when the car hit us, he held me tight in his arms, and I was unscathed if I hadn’t been in the
car that day, would my dad have been okay?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarcus knew all this, but hearing it from her again stirred his emotions
Comelia’s voice was as gentle as ever, not much different from her usual tone. But Marcus knew that
her true feelings weren’t as they appeared, she must be very upset right now At this moment, Marcus
didn’t care if she knew his real identity, he just wanted to hold her in his arms and pass his strength to
her, telling her not to be afraid with him around
This time, Cornelia didn’t resist. She let him hold her for a few seconds before stepping back,
“President Hartley thank you!
The title “President Hartley” snapped Marcus back to reality. He opened his mouth, wanting to tell her
that he was Jeremy, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it, “Should I ask Justin to come over and talk
with you again?”
“Sure” Cornelia decided to open up and accept therapy, “President Hartley, how much did this therapy
cost? You can deduct it from my salary”