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….

tonight’s banquet, she changed out of her usual simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue dress, her hair still tied up in

show off her perfect body curves. Because of the alcohol, her delicate face and slender neck were flushed, making her look innocent and sexy at the same time,

work.

to toast Marcus, but later many were toasting her, their gazes greedy and lewd. She didn’t notice and

he didn’t. He wanted to see how foolish she could be. If

eliminated.

is worthy of drinking with me? If I don’t

“President Hartley, why didn’t

Marcus raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

thought that he absolutely couldn’t drink, so she stood in front of him, not letting anyone get

that one look from him could make those people

her embarrassment with

was already waiting in the car at the door. Seeing them coming

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seat, and

him and said, “Where do you live? Let Ayden drop you off

you, President Hartley, but there’s no need. Someone is picking me up. Just

Zack and Abigail, they gave

with Marcus today, she quickly messaged them. Zack said he would pick her

asked, “Your

was stunned, realizing he heard

in name only had disappeared long ago. There was no

so Marcus took it

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

nodded, opened the door, and waved goodbye,

slowly lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw away the

little tipsy and unsteady, walked to the back of the

of which she had personally wrapped. They were all gifts that her boss had intended to give to his wife. These gifts should have

untouched.

came back and asked, “President Hartley, aren’t these gifts

lit a cigarette and took a drag, “I won’t need them anymore. Throw them away, sell them, or use

want.”

happened between you and your

used to look at his wife with such tender and firm eyes, but in just a week or two, his

“Take the s

the stuff and

didn’t wanna spill the beans, and Cornelia didn’t dare

car to move some stuff. As she bent down,

her best to hold it in, as his personal

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