Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 381

Chapter 381

Marcus didn’t blurt out those words just to impress Cornelia

He always thought that if you’re gonna tie the knot, you’ve gotta treat your wife right and only fall for her

Cornelia fet warm inside when she saw his message and quickly shot Jeremy a few words back, Til

only have eyes for my husband!

She didn’t bother wondering why Jeremy knew how to make a girl happy or if he was out there trying to

impress other girls. She just thought since Jeremy gave her a hint, she should reply. and that was just

how it went between a husband and wife.

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After sending out that message, Cornelia felt like she was being watched It was a bit oppressive She

looked up and her gaze met Marcus

He was watching her, quiet as a mouse His eyes under those glasses were like a deep abyss and she

felt like she could be sucked in.

Cornelia tried to look away, but couldn’t. Their eyes were tangled in mid–air

She saw Marcus open his mouth as if to say something But all that came out was a hoarse “Cornelia”

Shed heard him say her name many times, but this time, it had a different ring to it.

Cornelia guessed that he was calling his wife’s name, but then he said in a low voice, “Cornelia, thank

you”

He thanked her for believing in him.

He thanked her for responding to him

Cornelia was a bit confused ‘President Hartley, why are you thanking me out of the blue?”

He didn’t say anything, but his gaze got sharper as if she were his prey, never able to escape from his

palm

That kind of gaze scared Cornelia, and she quickly looked away and went back to her chat history with

Jeremy on her phone.

A new message from Jeremy was displayed on her phone screen, “Cornelia, let’s celebrate faith

together next year.”

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Cornelia replied, “Sure”

This “Sure” was not only a response to Jeremy

She said it out loud too, her voice soft, like a beautiful note resounding in Marcus‘ ear, striking his heart

and quickening his heartbeat.

It seemed to remind him of two years ago when his grandma faked an illness to force him to get

married.

His grandma lay on the bed, clutching her chest weakly, “Marc, I’m getting old and won’t be around

much longer. My biggest wish is to see you get married and have kids.”

He knew his grandma was faking it but didn’t bust her, “Grandma, do you have anyone in mind?”

His grandma nodded repeatedly, “Yes, her name is Cornelia, the granddaughter of my old friend. She’s

clever and quite the locker.

The old woman pulled out a photo from under the blanket. It was a bit wrinkled from not being properly

kept in the pocket. She smoothed it out, “Marc, have a look, isn’t Nelly a beauty?”