Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 847

In the past, Cornelia couldn’t comprehend the despair Hannah and Skyler felt. Now, she was beginning to…

Feeling powerless, trapped like a fish in a barrel, at the mercy of Marcus!

Her eyes widened, trying to make out the man before her, but his face morphed into something terrifying, as if he

was going to devour her whole. Suddenly, her phone, which Marcus had snatc hed away, rang.

She had different ringtones for different callers, so the moment she heard this ringtone, Cornelia knew it was Zack

calling. She tried to push Marcus away but couldn’t. In her desperation, hot tears trickled down her cheeks. Her

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tears fell on Marcus’ hand, causing his heart to jolt, his sanity quickly returning.

Marcus finally stopped. He let her go, opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.

Cornelia snatc hed her phone back, quickly answering, “Zack, come pick me up at Blueshell Mansion.”

Her voice was shaky and tear-choked. Without asking questions, Zack responded, “Wait there, I’m on my way.”

Cornelia quickly left, not sparing Marcus a glance, making a beeline for the exit.

She didn’t even change, just dashed downstairs.

Marcus, “Cornelia…”

By the time he chased after her, Cornelia was already in the elevator.

What the hell just happened?

He didn’t even understand why he had acted so impulsively. How could he hurt her over just a few words?

Cornelia, in nothing but a sundress, still bore the marks left by Marcus. Even after applying some ointment, the

marks were still visible. Anyone who saw her would think she had been attacked. Some even approached her, “Did

you run into some bad guy? Do you need us to call the police?”

Cornelia shook her head, appreciating their concern, “I’m okay, no need.”

They still looked worried, “Don’t be scared. If you’ve encountered a bad person, you must call the police. Don’t stay

silent because you are worried about embarrassment or for any other reason. The one at fault is not the victim, but

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the perpetrator.”

The same words Marcus once said to her, but now he was the one who hurt her. A chill ran from the soles of her

feet to the top of her head, making her feel as if she was in a walk-in freezer, shivering all over.

She lowered her head, hugging herself tightly. Because of her grief, even under the scorching sun, she felt no

warmth, causing not only her body to be cold, but also her teeth to chatter from the cold.

Until, a strong arm wrapped her tightly in a warm, familiar embrace. He hugged her tightly, “Cornelia!”

His hug didn’t calm her down but made her shiver even more violently. She suddenly looked up at him, her eyes

filled with intense anger, “Don’t touch