Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 1355

Chapter 1355

Before Grandpa Augustine could get a word in, Cornelia continued, “Grandpa Augustine, after I wrap up this job, I’m

heading back to Riverton”

Hearing this, Grandpa Augustine got all jittery. “Nelly, are you mad at me?”

“No, Grandpa Augustine, I’m not mad at you Abby Zack and I agreed that since we started the studio together, I

can’t just keep splitting the profits without having a hand in running the place. You get me, right?”

“Yeah, you’re right But Grandpa Augustine wanted to say something

Cornelia cut him off before he could finish. She looked at the statue and prayed, “Granny Rebecca, I’ve been doing

good, living by your teachings. Hope will be born soon, and when Christmas comes. I’ll bring her to Rosenberg to

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see you”

With that, she stood up, “Grandpa Augustine, I’m off to bed. You should call it a night too.”

“I’ll walk you to your room.” Grandpa Augustine offered.

“No need. I know you want to chat with Granny Rebecca a bit more. Take your time.” Cornelia said.

Grandpa Augustine watched Cornelia with concern as he rose with her.

Cornelia gave him a reassuring smile, I’m really okay, don’t worry about me.”

Feeling helpless, Grandpa Augustine could only watch as Cornelia left. Once Cornelia was gone, Grandpa Augustine

turned to the butler, “You think Nelly’s really okay?”

The butler replied, “Yes”

Not satisfied, Grandpa Augustine grumbled, “Keeping her problems bottled up isn’t okay.”

The next day.

Cornelia got up early and headed for the train station.

After getting in touch with Hannah, they caught the train to Harbor City two hours ahead of time.

Hannah had just flown into the Capital last night and had only slept for two hours when she was woken up by

Cornelia’s call. She fell asleep as soon as she got on the train.

Cornelia hadn’t slept a wink last night, but she didn’t feel tired at all. She sat silently, staring out the window. The

train sped out of the Capital with the city’s tall buildings flashing by.

Despite having lived in the city for half a year, Cornelia still felt like a stranger to it. She spent her days at home

writing scripts and painting. When she was tired, she’d take a walk in the yard. She never went out shopping.

Now that she was leaving the city, she didn’t feel sad. She was born in Rosenberg, with the house she and Granny

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Rebecca used to live in. But without Granny Rebecca, she couldn’t go back.

As for Riverton, where she went to college and bought a house when she got married, it was a place where she

thought she could settle down. Now, it didn’t seem like home to her.

Home? What was home, exactly?

Once, a man told her that he’d lived many places, but only where she was felt like home. That man, however, had

coldly pushed her out of his life, excluding her completely.

Cornelia knew there were great differences between her and Marcus, and a huge gap in their statuses. He could

find out everything about her with just a little effort. But if he didn’t want to tell her anything about himself, she

wouldn’t be able to find out.

This information imbalance was all due to the difference in status and power between them. Like last night, she

knew that everyone was lying to her, and that he was in that villa. But as long as he didn’t want to see her, even

though they were so close, she couldn’t see him.