Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

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….

she changed out of her usual simple work clothes and wore

of the alcohol, her delicate face and slender neck were flushed, making her look innocent and

work.

but later many were toasting her, their gazes greedy and lewd. She didn’t notice and kept

see how foolish she could be. If

eliminated.

away, “Do you think everyone is worthy of drinking with me? If I don’t want to drink, who

why didn’t you say so earlier? You let me

not being smart enough, she also blamed him. Marcus raised an eyebrow

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

couldn’t drink, so she stood in front of him, not letting

one look from him could make those people

covering her embarrassment

Seeing them coming out, he hurriedly got out of the

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in the back seat, and Cornelia took the

“Where do you live? Let Ayden

burped and waved her hand, “Thank you, President Hartley, but there’s no need. Someone is picking me up. Just drop me off at

night without telling Zack and Abigail, they

when she found out she was attending the banquet with Marcus today, she quickly messaged them. Zack said he would pick her up in

casually asked, “Your

realizing he heard her

name only had disappeared long ago. There was no way he would

didn’t say anything, so Marcus took it as

left the villa area, and Ayden found a spacious spot to park. “Ms. Stewart, do you want to get off

door, and waved goodbye, “Goodbye, President Hartley!

slowly lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw

little tipsy and unsteady, walked to the back

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

untouched.

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

need them anymore.

want.”

sour feeling in her heart, “President Hartley, what happened between you and

tender and firm eyes, but in just a week or two, his eyes had changed when he mentioned her cold and disgusted. Something must have

“Take the s

and don’t mention

and

move some stuff. As she bent down, she felt dizzy and her stomach

it in, as his personal

a deep breath, she was about to lift the stuff