Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 230

In the middle of the conversation, the waiter started serving the dishes. The first thing that came was the soup.

The weather was exceptionally cold today, so a bowl of soup was just appropriate.

The waiter handed the soup to Marcus, who passed it to Cornelia, who was sitting on his right. He said, “You go first.”

Comelia said, “Thanks.”

Leonardo piped up, “You only see the person on your right, but you don’t see me on your left.”

But no one responded to him.

Then the dishes were served one by one.

loved. Marcus said he was trying to adapt, and

and Marcus were locals who normally preferred

the second. Looking at the table full of dishes, with only two of them being light in taste and the rest being greasy,

but complain,

he could finish, Marcus glared at him, as if to say,

say anything more.

waiter to pour a glass of wine for everyone

declined, saying, “Sorry, I’m driving; I can’t drink.”

don’t need to drive; Marcus has other drivers. If that’s not possible, we can call a designated driver. Come, let’s drink first.”

into the trash can, saying in a low voice, “She

opened; they’re not drinking; are we two going

had said: “President Hartley can’t

is your stomach not good?”

ignored him. He turned to Cornelia and said, “Cornelia, how come I didn’t know about his stomach? Don’t try to fool

now on, as long as I am his assistant, unless necessary,

was so bossy, as if she were

“Marcus, not only do you let your wife boss you