Chapter 142 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

Briana had always been self–assured and used to receiving compliments, but when Cornelia praised her, she blushed. “Cornelia, do you mally think I’m that great?” “Absolutely” Comelia gently patted her head “But I have to go home today We can hang out sometime when you te free” “I really don’t want you to leave Brana hugged Comelia tightly again, and they both walked down the stairs together Marcus was in the living room downstairs. At the sound of footsteps, he glanced up and saw Comelia all ready to leave. He didn’t need to ask to know she was leaving. “You’re leaving?” Cornelia nodded, “President Hartley Im sorry about last night” Marcus stood up. “Come to my study” Comelia followed him upstairs it was her first time on the third floor of the villa which had the master bedroom, dressing room, and study Just the study alone was quite spacious, decorated in a simple and generous style. And the number of books inside was impressive, like a mini library The most prominent book in the study was a rare edition Cornelia had been looking for it for a long time but found it here unexpectedly. She asked ‘President Hartley have you read all these books?” “Yep “Noticing Comelia was eyeing the book, Marcus sensed her fondness for it. “If you like the books here, you’re welcome to drop by and read anytime Considering it might not be convenient for an assistant to frequently visit his home, Cornelia proposed a better idea. “President Hartley, instead of me coming over, why don’t you lend me a couple of books? return them once Im done” Marcus said. “That works too, but you have to promise me one thing first” Comelia asked, “What’s that?” “Do you remember what happened yesterday?” Cornelia had been calm since she woke up. If Marcus didn’t know her well, he might have been fooled by her composure Justin had once mentioned that such conditions needed early treatment, not to be delayed. Otherwise, all the pain Comelia went through last night would be for nothing. So Marcus decided, Cornelia must confront her car accident experience today Comelia was taken aback, “President Hartley, what are you talking about?” Marcus continued, “You’re suffering from post traumatic stress disorder” His simple statement hit Cornelia like a ton of bricks, shattering the calm she’d been struggling to maintain She had to try hard to control her emotions, to barely keep up her usual smile. Cornelia believed that as long as she didn’t admit to it and performed well at work, Marcus wouldn’t be able to confirm her mental issues, “President Hartley, I’m mentally healthy, there’s no way I have post traumatic stress disorder”