Chapter 155 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

Comelia was left hanging, clutching her phone until she fell asleep without any reply from Jeremy That night Comelia had a restless sleep filled with all sorts of weird dreams She dreamt about her childhood days playing with Zack, her university years, and Matus Marcus in het dreams was particularly horrifying He took off his daily disguise, morphing into a man eating monster He opened his mouth wide, inching closer and closer, ready to swallow her whole Cornelia woke up with a start momentarily disoriented about where the was After gathering he bearings she looked around and remembered she was in a hotel Daylight had already broken, with the sun’s rays filtering into the room through the curtains She checked her phone and it was already 9 in the morning There was an unread message on her phone it was from Jeremy sent a bit past & in the morning, “Cornelia, I’m sorry! I fell asleep last night and didn’t manage to reply to your message” Seeing his message, Comelia felt a pang of disappointment. She wanted to share what happened last night with him, but also didn’t want him to worry Besides Marcus had mistaken her for someone else because he was drunk. He didn’t mean to offend her She texted him, “Are you still planning to leave Riverton?” Jeremy replied. “Im really busy with work I don’t spend much time in Riverton” Comelia didnt reply to him. She understood, his work often took him away from Riverton, just like her, she often had to travel with Marcus. After tidying her room, she stepped out and noticed Marcus sitting at the dining table, engrossed in reviewing some documents on his tablet. He appeared refreshed and neatly dressed Upon hearing her he looked up and casually said, “Awake already? Join me for breakfast” He acted as if nothing had happened the previous night, completely oblivious to her restless and nightmarish experience The more Cornelia dwelled on it, the more her anger grew, yet she couldn’t muster the courage to confront him Quietly Comella approached the dining table and began eating her breakfast without a word. Sensing her somber demeanor, Marcus asked her, “Why are you in a bad mood so early in the morning?” in a restrained tone. Cornelia replied. “I’m not upset” Suddenly, Marcus handed her a box and said, “This is for you” At the sight of the box, all her pent–up frustrations erupted, and she couldn’t hold back anymore. “President Hartley I know you’re wealthy, but there are some things that money can’t buy” Concerned. Marcus asked, “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?” Despite her outburst, Marcus remained composed and looked at her with a gentle expression. It felt as if she were striking a soft pillow, unable to release her built–up frustration. With a sigh, she muttered, “Nothing” Tofanger on her fare was a dead giwaway that something was up, yet she dubbornly denied Marron chimed in agam Spill # Don’t keep it hotter up Do you really not know what you didt Comals wanted to ilienge hum but the doorbell before she could get a word in Assuming it was Brania the quickly got up to answer the door only to find Dr. Dawson standing there Marcus Marc we did you num yoUTSATT “Nothing meresus just woke up with a sora jeg this moming Marcus rolled up his pants myngling a sturdy Cornelia noticed turn for the had to guess those bruites were the res De clenched her fath, tilamitly thinking Serve you night” ling tum la et night Dr Dawson promptly retrieved a tube of sintment from his medical kit. “Zed yoÀ Marcus soatchad his head. “Got drunk last night, cant really nem did you bum Comelia couldn’t bæip but mock him internally. So being drunk was a good enough While applying the centment fir Damson remarked. These bruises are deep continue to drink as if you don’t care about your heath: ”