Chapter 515 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

Cornelia said, “Yeah, it’s quite possible that our mom wasn’t our mom at that time, but the woman we now know as Clair.” Tahlia asked, “Our dad loved our mom so much, wouldn’t he have noticed if his wife was switched?” Cornelia replied, “I’m not entirely sure about the specifics of what happened back then. Maybe because our dad loved our mom so much, that’s why he never suspected anything when that woman pretended to be her.” Tahlia asked, “What do we do now?” Cornelia said, “The one with all the answers about what happened back then would be Clair. She’s our only lead.” Tahlia asked, “Is there anything I could do to help?” Cornelia ruffled Tahlia’s hair and said, “Just keep doing your job. I’ll handle the rest. Let’s head back to Riverton. If Marcus comes home from work and I’m not there, he’ll be worried sick.” Tahlia asked, “Are you staying at home tonight or going over to his place?” Cornelia said, “I’ll stay with you tonight. Let him have his house to himself.” Tahlia said, “You and Mr. Hartley just got married. You should spend more time with him. I don’t want to get in the way.” Cornelia said, “Enough chit-chat. Let’s go home.” Cornelia drove back the same way they came. Over an hour later, they exited the highway. As soon as Cornelia’s car got off the highway, Marcus called. Cornelia picked up immediately and was met with Marcus’ deep voice, “Pull over now!” She pulled over at once. A familiar luxury car was parked next to her in the parking area. Marcus slowly rolled down his window and looked at her. Cornelia asked, “What are you doing here?” Marcus said, “Get in my car.” Cornelia asked, “What about my car?” Marcus said, “I’ll have Austin drive your sister home.” He looked pi ss ed. Cornelia didn’t dare refuse again. She turned to Tahlia and said, “Tahlia, you go home with Austin. I need to see what’s up with Marcus.” Tahlia said, “Okay.” Cornelia went over to Marcus’ car. She thought he wanted her to drive, so she headed straight for the driver’s seat. Marcus opened the back door, got out of the car, and said, “You’re riding shotgun. I’m driving.” Cornelia obediently sat in the passenger seat. Marcus started the car and quickly got back on the road. Cornelia glanced at his grim expression and asked, “What’s wrong? Why are you mad?” Marcus said, “Don’t drive alone for a while. I’m worried someone might tamper with your car.” Cornelia’s heart ski p ped a beat, “You mean.” Marcus took one hand off the wheel, held Cornelia’s hand, and said, “Brennen wants something I’m not giving him. I’m worried he might hurt you.” Cornelia said, “Okay, I’ll be more careful.” Marcus said, “From now on, you can’t leave my sight.” Marcus was being all bossy like some big shot CEO from a romance novel. Cornelia was a bit worried at first, but his tone made her burst out laughing, “Alrighty, President Hartley!” Marcus said, “I’m discussing serious matters with you, can you be a bit more serious?” Cornelia said, “I got your point, I’m being serious all the way.” Marcus was speechless. Cornelia continued, “You must’ve heard what I did today, right?” Marcus nodded, “Yeah.” Cornelia said, “Now I’m utterly confused, I don’t know who to believe.” Marcus said, “Go ahead. Spill the beans.” Cornelia said, “My granny’s diary clearly states that my father isn’t her biological son, but my DNA test with my granny shows we’re blood related. So should I trust my granny’s diary or the DNA test?” Marcus said, “I had a DNA test done on you guys too, and the results match what you said. The testing process was legit, no room for scam. So now we’re dead sure that Granny Rebecca is indeed your blood granny.” Cornelia was even more baffled, “If Granny Rebecca is my real granny, then why would she scribble such a misleading diary?” Marcus hadn’t spent much time with Granny Rebecca, so he had no idea why she would write such a misleading diary either, “Are you sure the handwriting in the diary is Granny Rebecca’s?” Cornelia said, “Her handwriting is pretty unique, I’ve known it since I was a kid, no way I’d mistake it.” Marcus said, “If we can confirm that the diary was handwritten by Granny Rebecca, then there must be some secrets she couldn’t spill outright. Try to recall if she ever said anything weird to you.” Cornelia’s mind was a total mess now, “I can’t remember.” Marcus said, “Come a bit closer to me.” Cornelia asked, “What?” Marcus chuckled, “I mean, come a bit closer to me.