Chapter 673

To get a better grip of Marcus’s hand, Comelia intentionally positioned herself to his right, while Ben was to his left. This way even when he turned on his phone’s flashlight, the light was half blocked by Marcus’s towering figure, preventing Ben from seeing their lightly clasped hands

Swinging his phone around to survey their situation, Ben finally concluded Tresident Hartley, seems like we’re stuck around the 35th floor. This ain’t good but it ain’t that bad either. But if the elevator decides to take another nosedive, we might be in for some real danger

Though what Ben said was a long shot Cornelia instinctively lightened her grip on Marcus’s hand. If something did happen today and they couldn’t become a real couple in this world, they could still be together in heaven That didn’t sound loo shabby

But Marcus remained silent Cornelia could hear his rapid breathing and feel his hand getting sweatier and colder

His hand was as cold as ice. Cornelia asked, President Hartley, can you talk to me?

seemed

his childhood and had been psychologically hurt. His mental issues might have always been there, and he just suppressed them with a

now he was just standing there, rigid and cold, like a piece of ice

rate, and cold sweat in confined spaces. Some might even have hallucinations of being harmed, and in severe cases, might

She had to find a

hugging him tightly, trying to warm him with her own

didn’t seem to alleviate. Cornelia called out in a panic, “President Hartley, hold

Cornelia was scared and that was why she was hugging Marcus. He didn’t mind her hugging him given the circumstances. He was just worried that the germaphobe

Cornelia ignored him.

shine the flashlight on Marcus’s face, but he could vaguely see his expression

might just pick her up

two seconds…

it happened. He watched as Marcus lifted Cornelia up with his strong arms, hands firmly supporting

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