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….

For tonight’s banquet, she changed out of her usual simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue dress, her hair still tied up in a bun.

figure was good enough to show off her perfect body curves. Because of the alcohol, her delicate face and slender neck were flushed, making her look innocent and sexy

work.

came to toast Marcus, but later many were toasting her, their gazes greedy and lewd. She didn’t

to see how foolish she could be. If

eliminated.

drinking with

emboldened, said, “President Hartley, why didn’t

she also blamed him. Marcus raised an eyebrow and asked,

17”

Cornelia had no answer.

that he absolutely couldn’t drink, so she stood in front of him, not

forgot that one look from him could make those people back

her embarrassment

already waiting in the car at the door. Seeing them coming out, he hurriedly got out of the

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sat in the back seat, and

at the empty seat next to him and said, “Where do

“Thank you, President Hartley, but there’s no need.

at night without telling Zack and

with Marcus today, she

casually asked, “Your

was stunned, realizing he heard her

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

say anything, so Marcus took it as

found a spacious spot to park. “Ms. Stewart, do you want to get

and waved goodbye,

lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw

walked to the

which she had personally wrapped. They were all gifts that her boss had intended to give to his wife. These gifts should have been given out earlier,

untouched.

came back and asked, “President Hartley, aren’t these gifts for

them anymore. Throw them away, sell them, or use them yourself, whatever

want.”

in her heart, “President Hartley, what happened between you and your wife? You love her so

with such tender and firm eyes, but in just a week

“Take the s

turned serious, “Take the stuff and don’t mention her in front of

spill the beans, and Cornelia didn’t dare

stuff. As she bent down, she felt dizzy

best to hold it in, as his personal assistant, she couldn’t