Chapter 210 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

Honestly, Comelia wasn’t keen on staying at Marcus’s place. Even though Marcus had told her many times to make herself at home, it was just not the same as being in her own crib, “My friends are waiting for me back home, Patricia.” Checking the time, Marcus said, “Just crash here for the night. Get some rest and come with me to discuss an important project tomorrow.” With that said, Comelia had no choice but to stay. After freshening up, she texted Jeremy from bed: [Jeremy, I’ve made it to Riverton.] After sending the message, she waited for a reply. When none came, she felt a bit down. Most of the time, she was the one reaching out to Jeremy, who hardly ever initiated any conversations. He knew she was coming back to Riverton today but didn’t even bother to check if she had arrived safely. Tossing and turning in bed, she felt tired but suddenly, very thirsty. She got out of bed and went downstairs to get a drink. To her surprise, there was someone sitting quietly in the living room. The lights were off, but with the help of the stairway light, she recognized Marcus sitting in the dark. He sat there like a statue, his eyes empty behind his silver–framed glasses, as if he was soulless. It was heartbreaking. She walked up to him and gently called, “President Hartley.” There was no response. She called again, but still no answer. It was as if he was lost in another world. “Are you okay?” She asked, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. Like a startled beast, he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her. “It’s me! Ouch!” She said quickly. He was usually so genteel with his glasses on, but he was surprisingly strong. Cornelia felt like her arm was about to break. Hearing her voice and recognizing her face, Marcus’s eyes cleared up a bit, “Cornelia?” Tears streaming down her face, Cornelia nodded, “President Hartley, it’s me. Could you please let go of my arm? I think you’re breaking it.” He didn’t release her, but he loosened his grip and checked her arm, “Did I hurt you?” She moved her arm around. It seemed okay. “No.” “I’m sorry, Cornelia. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “I know.” “Why aren’t you sleeping?” “I was thirsty and came downstairs for water.” “Go ahead.” He turned his gaze back to the window. Cornelia wanted to sit and chat with him for a bit but thought better of it. She went to the bar to get some water, planning to sneak back upstairs. But then, a low, somewhat melancholic voice came from behind her, “Cornelia, would you sit with me for a while?” Chapter 413 This wasn’t the first time Comelia had seen Marcus like this. After that Courtney got to him once, he had been a mess ever since. Did Courtney do something to him again? Comelia rubbed her arm, almost twisted off by Marcus. She then poured him a glass of water, and sat a good couple of seats away from him. Marcus wasn’t talking, and Cornelia didn’t know what to say. She just kept his company, silently, looking out the window with him. It was a fine day in Riverton. Looking out the living room window, she could see a crescent moon in the sky. The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a soft glow on them, like a hazy oil painting. Cornelia turned to look at Marcus.