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….

simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue dress, her hair still tied

face and slender neck were flushed, making her look innocent and sexy at the same time, very different from

work.

toasting her, their gazes greedy and

He wanted to see how foolish she could be. If she didn’t improve, she would

eliminated.

is worthy of drinking with

why didn’t

enough, she also blamed him. Marcus raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

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

she forgot that one look from him could make those

laughed, covering her embarrassment with

car at the door. Seeing them coming out, he hurriedly got

1/3

12:48

Chapter 12

the back seat, and Cornelia took the

glanced at the empty seat next to him and said, “Where do

but there’s no need. Someone is picking me up. Just drop me off at the main

time she took a taxi alone at night without telling Zack and Abigail, they gave her the cold

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

asked,

heard her

ago. There was no way he

anything, so Marcus took

quickly left the villa area, and Ayden found a spacious spot

door, and waved goodbye, “Goodbye,

car window slowly lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw away the stuff

unsteady, walked to the back of

trunk was filled to the brim 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 given out earlier, but now they were

untouched.

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

a drag, “I won’t need them anymore. Throw them away, sell

want.”

and your wife? You love her so much, don’t let a momentary impulse ruin your

and firm eyes, but in just a week or two, his eyes had changed when he mentioned her cold and

“Take the s

and don’t

wanna spill the beans, and Cornelia didn’t dare to

went to the back of the car to move some stuff. As she bent down, she felt dizzy and her

tried her best to hold it in, as his personal

about to lift the stuff when Ayden came over and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255