Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 9

Comelia wasn’t good at cooking, but Marcus didn’t give her a chance to say no. “There’s a recipe and ingredients for hangover soup in the kitchen. Make it and call me when it’s ready”

With no choice, Comelia took on the task. Luckily, she had done a lot of chores since she was a kid, so it wasn’t too hard for her.

She found the ingredients according to the recipe, washed and chopped them, and soon a steaming bowl of hangover soup was ready

Comelia carried the soup out of the kitchen, but Marcus was nowhere to be seen in the living room. She looked around and saw the bedroom door slightly ajar, with light spilling out from the crack.

She put down the soup and texted Marcus, “President Hartley, the hangover soup is ready. If you don’t need anything else, I’ll head out.”

Just after she sent the message, the doorbell rang, startling her in the quiet of the night.

Her gut told her it must be the president’s wife at this late hour, and she panicked a bit.

Although there was only a pure working relationship between her and Marcus, being alone together in the middle of the night could easily lead to misunderstandings.

As she hesitated, the bedroom door opened, and Marcus, wearing only a bathrobe, came out. “Go open the door.”

He had just taken a shower, with the bathrobe loosely hanging on his body and water dripping from his hair. Combined with his handsome face, he was like a walking male hormone.

Anyone who saw this scene would probably think too much. Cornelia nervously swallowed, “President Hartley, should I hide?”

Marcus, “Why would you hide?”

Cornelia, “It wouldn’t be good if your wife misunderstands.”

“Don’t worry, she won’t misunderstand, and I’m not interested in you either. Marcus threw back at her the words she had said to Leonardo earlier.

Of course, Cornelia knew he wasn’t interested in her, she just didn’t want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

If he wasn’t worried, then what was she afraid of?

it. A

carrying a medical bag and looked about forty years old. The man was tall and muscular, with dark skin

of his distinctive appearance, Cornelia immediately remembered seeing this man when she was shopping

from Marcus, but she hadn’t seen him again after they

looked surprised to see Cornelia, “Cornelia,

the two, but they seemed to know her, “Who are

President Hartley’s personal doctor. This

aside and

She quickly opened her

“Marc, you know you

lounging on the sofa, “Don’t worry, if she dares to reveal my weakness, I’ll

Cornelia,”

She wanted to curse.

done

made him hangover soup… After being busy for most of the night, she hadn’t heard a word of thanks, and he still wanted to throw her into

ignored her, and Cornelia tried to leave by herself, but the tall, muscular man was

Chapter 9

looked back at Marcus, “President Hartley, I don’t want to know the weakness you don’t want outsiders to know.

eyebrow,

trying to stay out

Comelia,

didn’t seem

side, playing on her phone, not wanting

Dawson chattered, “You know you can’t drink mixed alcohol, yet you still did. You really don’t care

“I was upset, so I

Dawson, “Why were you

president was in a bad mood, so she listened carefully, but Marcus didn’t

his wife, he was

And this time too.

he really have a conflict with his

why wasn’t Marcus’s allergy to mixed alcohol mentioned in the mandatory course for

a fool would write their weaknesses in the manual for

meant there were many dangers surrounding him. He had to