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….

usual simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue

face and slender neck were flushed, making her look innocent and sexy at

work.

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

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

eliminated.

everyone is worthy of drinking with me? If

didn’t you say so earlier? You let me

him. Marcus raised an eyebrow and asked,

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

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

look from him could make those people

her

waiting in the car at the door. Seeing them

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in the back seat, and

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

President Hartley, but there’s no need. Someone

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

when she found out she was attending the banquet with Marcus today, she quickly messaged them. Zack said he

casually asked, “Your

heard her conversation with

ago. There was no way he would pick

so Marcus took

and Ayden found a spacious spot to

nodded, opened the door, and waved goodbye, “Goodbye,

window slowly lowered, and Marcus ordered,

Cornelia, a little tipsy and unsteady, walked to

with beautifully wrapped gifts, some 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

untouched.

came back and asked, “President Hartley, aren’t these gifts for your wife? Why didn’t you give

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

want.”

her heart, “President Hartley, what happened between you and your wife? You love her so much, don’t let a

such tender and firm eyes, but in just a week or two, his eyes had changed when he mentioned her cold and disgusted. Something must have

“Take the s

stuff and don’t mention her

the beans, and Cornelia didn’t dare to probe

stuff. As she bent

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

about to lift the