Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Cornelia politely knocked on the door. Marcus allowed her in, and then she gingerly pushed open the door.

He was still sitting on the couch next to the window, with his back to the door, staring out the window, looking pretty lonesome. She had no idea what he was looking at

Seeing his back, Cornelia felt a pang in her heart, “President Hartley…”

It seemed Marcus hadn’t expected her to show up again. He turned around abruptly, “Why you here again?”

Comelia held up two lunch boxes, “I made food for you, would you like to try some?”

Marcus, wearing silver–rimmed glasses, his eyes lit up, “Did you make these yourself?”

Cornelia nodded, “Yes”

Marcus quickly stood up and moved toward her, not looking at all like the loss of appetite Dr. Lester had mentioned, “Perfect timing, I’m starving”

Cornelia opened the lunch boxes, took out the containers, and placed them on the table one by one, “Eat up then.”

Marcus took a seat, “Join me.”

Comelia, “I’ve already eaten.”

together was foiled.

Cornelia, “Some pasta.”

answered,

to find a topic. “What made you

of the chef’s cooking and you

bit upset hearing that. He thought she cooked because she cared

his head and ate in

him eat slowly,

bit irked, Marcus didn’t say the food

was thrilled to get his approval, “I know you’re a picky eater. I went to Blueshell Supermarket today especially to

fluttered seeing her bright eyes, an unfamiliar

the receipt from her pocket and showed him, “It cost 1098 dollars in total. Do you want to

Marcus‘ mouth suddenly

Cornelia, “President Hartley?”

out his work phone and transferred 1098 dollars

smiled, “Thank you, President