Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 412

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.]

she waited for a reply. When none came, she felt a bit down. Most of the time, she was the one

didn’t even bother

very thirsty. She got out of bed and went downstairs to get a

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

up to him and gently called, “President Hartley.”

but still no answer. It was as if he was lost in another world.

asked, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. Like a startled beast, he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind

me! Ouch!” She said quickly.

but he was surprisingly strong.

and recognizing her face, Marcus’s eyes cleared up a

“President Hartley, it’s me. Could you please let go of

it.”

release her, but he loosened his grip and checked her arm, “Did I hurt

her arm around. It seemed okay. “No.”