Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 513

Chapter 513

After getting on the train, Comelia whipped out her phone and pinged Jeremy a text, “Hey Jeremy, I’m

on the train to Southern Peak. Got any messages for grandma?” In this age of instant communication,

you can say whatever you want via video chat.

Comelia was just looking for an excuse to chat with Jeremy and build a rapport. Jeremy didn’t seem

like the chatty type. He hardly ever initiated contact, and it was mostly

her reaching out.

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Cornelia didn’t have a problem with Jeremy being a bit of an introvert. She was just worried that he

might find her annoying if she kept reaching out.

After sending the text, Cornelia began to wait patiently.

One minute passed

Five minutes passed

Ten minutes went by, and Jeremy still hadn’t replied But Cornelia kept her cool

She hadn’t expected to reach Southern Peak by train and still not have a reply from Jeremy

Cornelia was a bit disappointed. But she started making excuses for him. He was probably busy at

work and couldn’t respond

If she were busy and he texted her, she wouldn’t be able to respond either. With that thought,

Cornelia’s disappointment vanished.

She shot Jeremy another text, “Hey Jeremy, if you’re busy, I’ll stop bothering you. Just remember to

text me back when you’re free. Got some important stuff to discuss

After sending the text, Cornelia didn’t wait for Jeremy to reply and put away her phone, hailing a cab to

Southern Summer Garden

Little did Cornelia know that at that moment, Marcus was in the ICU of The Hartley Group’s private

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hospital, unconscious since morning with no signs of waking up.

Dr. Dawson was pacing anxiously outside the ICU. Even the usually cool Jayden was getting anxious,

smoking one cigarette after another, “Mom, stop pacing What the hell happened to President Hartley?”

Dr. Dawson regained her composure at his shout

She sat down beside Jayden, took a cigarette from him and lit it, inhaling deeply, “Do you remember

how Ayden got that scar on his face?”

Aydens horrendous scar nearly ruined his face. Jayden could never forget about it, but what did it have

to do with anything now, “What does Ayden’s scar have to do with anything?”

Dr. Dawson finished her cigarette, then said slowly, “I remember Marc was less than eighteen that year.

He took over The Hartley Group for less than two months, and everything was in chaos inside and out.”