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?”

was drunk, she didn’t forget about the money, “The workload is a bit much, but the salary is really high. If I do well, a

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

Keep an

the passenger seat. She was staring blankly ahead, her eyes empty and pitiful, “Nelly, what

my dad after giving birth to me, maybe my dad 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 would

liked showing her vulnerable

“Zack, the stars are so bright tonight. Do you still remember the days when the three of us were lying on the roof watching

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

more, let’s go on a road trip together. I heard

of some good news, “Nelly, your romance comic has been very well–received, and several film and TV companies want

lit up, “Which

one of the company

excitedly asked several

reputable in the industry, with great ratings and box office records,

mouth.

continued, “They want to meet with us to discuss it. We know you’re very busy and only have time on weekends, so they’re willing to meet with us on a weekend.

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are

Abby book the tickets, and we’ll fly there after you finish work

about Marcus‘ schedule for the next two days, and since he was free on

day, Cornelia

strange. She greeted her colleagues warmly, but they avoided her like the plague, with some whispering

president’s office were the same, huddling together and whispering. When

a message from Yolanda, “Cornelia,

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

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