Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 13

“Take care of your health, though. Since Cornelia became the president’s assistant, no one knew better than Zack and Abigail how much stress she was under.

A lot of times, they would hear her talking in her sleep about work when they woke up in the middle of the night.

hey had advised her multiple times not to work so hard. Their manga studio was doing well, and she didn’t need to work as the CEO’s special assistant. She could still live a comfortable life.

But she didn’t dare to let herself relax. She was afraid that having too much free time would make her overthink and remember those bad experiences from the past…

She could only keep working non–stop and making money. Seeing her bank account balance grow bigger and bigger would make her feel a little more at ease.

Wiping away her tears, Cornelia said, “Ugh, I really can’t drink. It makes me cry”

Zack rubbed her head, “It’s okay to cry, no shame in that.”

Cornelia, “Ugh…”

Zack patted her back, “How much did you drink, anyway?”

Having not eaten much that night, the burning sensation in her stomach made Cornelia feel like throwing up, “Not too much, just had a bit of white wine, red wine, and champagne…”

Zack was so mad he didn’t even want to scold her, “Come on, let’s go home.”

“Okay, let’s go home.” Cornelia agreed, still tipsy but not forgetting the task the president assigned her, “Help me carry those things on the ground to the car.”

“What are these?” Zack helped her into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and then went to move the stuff.

“These are gifts my boss didn’t send out. He asked me to handle them. I plan to sell them all and give him the money? With the items being worth millions, she couldn’t just throw them away. Selling them and giving the money back to Marcus was the best option.

After loading the stuff, Zack got back in the driver’s seat and wanted to curse, “He left you like this but still asked you to do things for him. What was he thinking?”

workload is a bit much, but the salary is really high. If I do well, a million annual salary

and texted Abigail, “Abby, Nelly’s drunk. Can you make some hangover soup for her when

quickly, “Sure. Keep an

Cornelia in the passenger seat. She was staring blankly ahead,

wouldn’t have taken on extra jobs driving at night to give me a better life. Then he wouldn’t have had that car accident, and maybe my life

never liked showing

you still remember the days when the three of us were lying on the

knew that she was changing the subject and didn’t expose it. He said, “That is the most precious memory of the three

continued, “When I save up a bit more, let’s go on a

“Nelly, your romance comic has been very well–received, and several film and

eyes lit

mentioned one of the company

Really?” Cornelia excitedly

industry, with great ratings

mouth.

with us to discuss it. We know you’re very busy and only have time on

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are

you agree, I’ll have Abby book the tickets, and we’ll fly there

days, and since he was free on

next day,

Cornelia felt that everyone’s gazes were a bit strange. She greeted her colleagues warmly,

colleagues in the president’s office were the same, huddling together and whispering. When she appeared, they quieted

Cornelia was feeling confused, she received a message from Yolanda,

her phone, not noticing Eden approaching her head–on, nor his malicious actions and

to the side. The boiling water from Eden’s cup didn’t splash on her face, but her ear and neck