Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 12

Not many people knew about Marcus’s shotgun marriage, except for his family and a few close friends, including Leonardo and

Cameron

In the past, when Leonardo asked him about it on the phone, he would always answer with a smile, “When I go back to my country, I’ll bring her home.”

Ever since he got cheated on, Marcus could only feel disgusted when thinking about that woman, and didn’t want to talk about her with anyone. “What do you think?”

Leonardo begged, “Marc, please satisfy my curiosity”

“Leon, don’t you know Marc’s personality? If he doesn’t want to talk about it, it must not be a big deal.” Cameron seemingly answered casually, but every word was probing the real situation between the couple.

Comelia was also curious about what was going on between the president and his wife.

Because his boss didn’t talk about his wife in the past few days.

Marcus could easily see through Cameron’s little schemes, but he lost interest and looked at Cornelia, “Let’s go.”

Leonardo, “You’re leaving already?”

Marcus, “Not in the mood anymore.”

Leonardo asked, “Besides work, what else can you be interested in?”

Marcus didn’t answer, just got up and walked out, with Cornelia hurriedly following.

As they reached the hall, they were surrounded by a group of people, all holding up their wine glasses to toast Marcus.

Cornelia finally realized why he hid in the room. Attending other people’s banquets and dealing with these people was indeed annoying. “Sorry! President Hartley is feeling unwell and can’t drink today.” Cornelia stood in front of Marcus, blocking anyone who dared to toast

him.

If she couldn’t block them, Cornelia would drink for Marcus.

Marcus was too eye–catching, and everyone wanted to build a relationship with the Hartley Group’s president. People kept coming over to toast him, as if he was the protagonist tonight.

Cornelia accompanied him in exchanging pleasantries with so many people, her head getting dizzy from drinking. “President Hartley, why does it feel like we’re escaping?”

“Dummy.” Marcus replied.

She blocked so much wine for him, and he still called her stupid. Cornelia felt wronged but didn’t dare to show it. “If President Hartley thinks I’m stupid, then I’ll be stupid.”

Marcus looked down at her….

of her usual simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue dress, her hair still tied up in a

enough to show off her perfect body curves. Because of the alcohol, her delicate face and slender

work.

came to toast Marcus, but later many were toasting her, their gazes greedy and

to see how foolish she could

eliminated.

away, “Do you think everyone is worthy of drinking with me? If I don’t want to drink,

emboldened, said, “President Hartley, why didn’t you say so earlier? You

also blamed him. Marcus raised

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

absolutely couldn’t drink, so she stood in front of him,

from him

her embarrassment with a

already waiting in the car at the door. Seeing them coming out, he hurriedly got

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seat, and Cornelia took the

at the empty seat next to him and said, “Where do you live? Let Ayden drop you off on

President Hartley, but there’s no need. Someone is picking

alone at night without telling Zack and Abigail, they gave her the cold

banquet with Marcus today, she

asked,

stunned, realizing he heard

name only had disappeared long ago. There

didn’t say anything, so Marcus took it

car quickly left the villa area, and Ayden found a spacious spot to park. “Ms. Stewart, do you want to get

opened the door, and waved goodbye, “Goodbye, President Hartley! Goodbye,

lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw away the stuff

walked to the back of the car

of which she had personally wrapped. They were all gifts that her boss had intended to give to his wife. These gifts should have been given out earlier, but now they were all piled up in

untouched.

gifts for your wife? Why didn’t you give them to

them anymore. Throw them away, sell them, or use them

want.”

between you and your wife? You love her so much, don’t let a

just a week or two, his eyes had changed when he

“Take the s

the stuff and don’t mention her in front

beans, and Cornelia didn’t dare to

to move some stuff. As she bent down, she felt dizzy and her stomach

as his personal assistant, she couldn’t afford to embarrass herself in

breath, she was about to lift the stuff when Ayden came over and said, “I got