Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 859
Marcus asked, “Does that need to be washed?”
Cornelia was speechless.
He was a clean freak! He never wore his outer clothes for more than a day, how could he possibly wear the same underwear for two days?
How was she supposed to deal with this? Suddenly, she started to feel an aversion towards him!
Then she heard him say, “I throw my underwear away after wearing them once. I change into fresh pair every day. If you don’t believe me, you can check for yourself.”
Cornelia replied, “I believe you! I believe you!”
Okay, she admitted that she was being narrow-minded. She had never experienced the luxurious life of the rich.
Cornelia ignored him and went to sit in front of her vanity for her skincare rountine. By the time she finished, Marcus had already laid down. The bed was not meant for two people. Once he laid down, there was hardly any space left for her.

Slowly, Cornelia approached the bed. Just as she sat down, his strong arm reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace. He buried his face in her neck, breathing in her unique scent and let out a content sigh, “Cornelia, can we stop fighting?”
Cornelia replied sullenly, “You think I like to fight?”
Did he know how upset she was after their fight today? He probably didn’t.
Marcus said, “No matter what, we should always communicate rationally. Neither of us can mention divorce again.”
Cornelia knew that mentioning divorce would hurt, “I promise you, I won’t casually mention divorce.”
With her promise, Marcus held her even tighter. It felt so good to hold her like this!
He was holding her so tightly that Cornelia was having a hard time breathing. She shifted a little and accidentally pulled open his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
As she looked up, she saw several fresh wounds of varying degrees on his chest.
Cornelia immediately became worried, “What happened to your chest?”
Marcus replied, “What do you think?”
“How would I know!” Too worried, Cornelia didn’t catch his hint. In her panic, she pulled open his shirt further to see more wounds on his back. Some were big, some were small, all of varying depth. It hurt her to see him like this, “Who did this to you? I want Ayden back by your side, I don’t need him with me.”
Marcus answered, “You really forgot?”
Cornelia asked, “What?”
Marcus said, “These wounds were from the little wildcat last night…”