Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 673

To get a better grip of Marcus’s hand, Comelia intentionally positioned herself to his right, while Ben was to his left. This way even when he turned on his phone’s flashlight, the light was half blocked by Marcus’s towering figure, preventing Ben from seeing their lightly clasped hands

Swinging his phone around to survey their situation, Ben finally concluded Tresident Hartley, seems like we’re stuck around the 35th floor. This ain’t good but it ain’t that bad either. But if the elevator decides to take another nosedive, we might be in for some real danger”

Though what Ben said was a long shot Cornelia instinctively lightened her grip on Marcus’s hand. If something did happen today and they couldn’t become a real couple in this world, they could still be together in heaven That didn’t sound loo shabby

But Marcus remained silent Cornelia could hear his rapid breathing and feel his hand getting sweatier and colder

His hand was as cold as ice. Cornelia asked, “President Hartley, can you talk to me?”

seemed like claustrophobia.

childhood and had been psychologically hurt. His mental issues

he was just standing there, rigid and cold, like a piece of ice sculpture.

sweat in confined spaces. Some might even have hallucinations of being harmed, and in severe

this to happen. She had to find a

thinking about blowing her cover. She lunged at Marcus, hugging him tightly, trying to warm him with her own body temperature and reassure him with her presence that he had nothing to

called out in a

him given the circumstances. He was just worried that the germaphobe President would hold Cornelia accountable later, “Cornelia.

Cornelia ignored him.

Marcus’s face, but he could vaguely see his expression under the dim light. Marcus

President might just pick her up and toss her away like a rag

two seconds…

lifted Cornelia up with his strong arms, hands firmly supporting

he knew, Marcus bent his head down, like a beast finding Cornelia’s lips, as if he wanted