Chapter 972

Nothing short of death could tear them apart.

Cornelia clutched his arm once again, “Jeremy!”

Marcus asked, “What?”

Cornelia said. President Hartley!”

Marcus didn’t answer.

Cornelia asked. Why aren’t you responding?”

Marcus said, “I don’t like it when you call me that.”

you want

“Call me

the broad daylight, there

to call him that, her soft voice echoed in his ear,

his hand. Even with a bag in it, he pulled

her and called her affectionately,

returned home, but Cornelia

half lying on the couch started complaining. “You guys invited us over for dinner, we’re starving and about to cook ourselves, and you two just

asked, “Did you

“I’ve been pampered all my life. There’s no way I’d step into a

young age, and they couldn’t even toast bread, let alone cook gourmet meals.

what are you complaining about?”

but seeing Marcus‘ stern look, he shut up obediently.

“Sit

this control freak, even dictating how people sat, wonder how Cornelia put up with him.

headed for the kitchen, with

the new house was spacious enough for four people. Patricia was preparing her signature dish, while Zack had just finished prepping the salmon for dinner, “Nelly,

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