NovelEnglishChapter 413
This wasn’t the first time Comelia had seen Marcus like this. After that Courtney got to him once, he
had been a mess ever since.
Did Courtney do something to him again?
Comelia rubbed her arm, almost twisted off by Marcus. She then poured him a glass of water, and sat a
good couple of seats away
from him.
Marcus wasn’t talking, and Cornelia didn’t know what to say. She just kept his company, silently,
looking out the window with him.
It was a fine day in Riverton. Looking out the living room window, she could see a crescent moon in the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsky. The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a soft glow on them, like a hazy oil painting.
Cornelia turned to look at Marcus. The man was a knockout, no rnatter the angle. High nose bridge,
long eyelashes, and those lips….
She had to admit, Marcus was a godsend, with his looks, his physique and his charisma.
She couldn’t help but stare. It brought back memories of her wedding with Jererny at the city hall two
years ago. In her mind, Jeremy’s face was somewhat similar to Marcus“.
The thought startled her. Was she seeing similarities because she spent so much time with Marcus and
he was so good to her?
The idea was terrifying. She quickly squashed it, forcing herself not to think nonsense.
After what felt like an eternity, she was about to drift off to sleep. But Marcus was still sitting there
motionless, looking out the window. Several times she wanted to ask him what happened, but seeing
his face, she couldn’t muster the words. Maybe just being there for him was the best comfort she could
give.
Time ticked away, into the wee hours. Finally, Marcus’s deep voice echoed in her ears, Cornelia.”
She sat upright immediately, “President Hartley, I’m here, what’s up?”
He stopped gazing into the distance, slowly turned to look at her, “I really want to spend the rest of my
life with my wife, and I care about how she sees me, you know?”
Did she stare at him too much and he misinterpreted it as her having feelings for him? She didn’t want
to lose her job over a misunderstanding. She blurted out, “I know how much you love your wife. I
sincerely wish you two harmony forever, till death do you
part!”
Her eagerness to express her feelings only deepened his confusion. He insisted, “You do know!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSomething was off about the way he was looking at her, and his tone. If he fired her, how would she
pay her mortgage?
The thought of almost twenty grand a month made her panic, “I only love my husband Jeremy. I don’t
have any inappropriate thoughts about you, please don’t misunderstand me.”
“You have no inappropriate thoughts about me?” He stared at her, his gaze cold and oppressive, “So
many women are after the identity I have and want to be my wife. Why not you? Do you think I’m not
good enough for you?”
Even a slight hint of inappropriate thoughts would give him hope, but her eyes told him she had none,
not a trace.
Almost a year together, he knew better than anyone. Her feelings towards him was nothing more than
respect from a subordinate to a boss. If anything more, it would be fear.
Yes, fear. He saw it in her eyes. She was scared of him.
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