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….

out of her usual simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue

dress was plain, but her figure was good enough to 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, very

work.

but later many were toasting her, their gazes greedy and lewd. She didn’t notice and kept drinking one

how foolish

eliminated.

of drinking with me? If I don’t want to drink, who

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

also blamed him. Marcus raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you the

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

only thought that he absolutely couldn’t drink, so she stood in front of him,

one look from him could make those people back

laughed, covering her embarrassment with a

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

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sat in the back seat, and Cornelia took

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

but there’s no need. Someone is picking me up. Just drop

a taxi alone at night without telling Zack and Abigail, they

was attending the banquet with Marcus today, she quickly messaged them. Zack said he would pick her up

casually asked,

heard her

disappeared long ago. There

anything, so Marcus

found a spacious

waved

slowly lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw away

little tipsy and unsteady, 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

untouched.

“President Hartley, aren’t these gifts for your wife? Why didn’t you give them to

and took a drag, “I won’t need them anymore. Throw them away,

want.”

her heart, “President Hartley, what happened between you and your wife? You love her

but in just a week or two, his

“Take the s

voice suddenly turned serious, “Take the stuff and don’t mention her in front

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

stuff. As she bent down, she felt dizzy

to hold it in, as his personal assistant, she couldn’t

to lift the stuff when Ayden came