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Chapter 972
Nothing short of death could tear them apart.
Cornelia clutched his arm once again, “Jeremy!”
Marcus asked, “What?”
Cornelia said. President Hartley!”
Marcus didn’t answer.
Cornelia asked. Why aren’t you responding?”
Marcus said, “I don’t like it when you call me that.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCornelia asked, “Then what do you want me to call you?”
Marcus said, “Call me honey!”
Cornelia was stunned. In the broad daylight, there he went, flirting with her again.
Just as Marcus assumed she was too shy to call him that, her soft voice echoed in his ear, “Honey”
Marcus reached out his hand. Even with a bag in it, he pulled Cornelia into his arms.
He kissed her and called her affectionately, “Honey.”
Zack and Tahlia had long returned home, but Cornelia and Marcus were just strolling back.
Upon hearing the door, Leonardo who was half lying on the couch started complaining. “You guys invited us over
for dinner, we’re starving and about to cook ourselves, and you two just got back.”
Cornelia asked, “Did you cook?”
Leonardo said, “I’ve been pampered all my life. There’s no way I’d step into a smoky kitchen.”
Leonardo and Tahlia were both pampered from a young age, and they couldn’t even toast bread, let alone cook
gourmet meals.
Cornelia asked, “Then what are you complaining about?”
Leonardo wanted to retort, but seeing Marcus‘ stern look, he shut up obediently.
Marcus said, “Sit properly!”
Leonardo quickly sat straight. Oh boy, this control freak, even dictating how people sat, wonder how Cornelia put up
with him.
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Cornelia immediately headed for the kitchen, with Marcus following behind.
The kitchen in the new house was spacious enough for four people. Patricia was preparing her signature dish, while
Zack had just finished prepping the salmon for dinner, “Nelly, you’re just like your grandma, great at grilling
salmon. You should handle this one.”
“Okay” Cornelia rolled up her sleeves ready to get to work, only to hear Marcus say, “You can give directions. I’ll do
it.”
Patricia objected, “Marc, you hate the smoky kitchen the most. You should stay out. I can handle it.”
Leonardo in the living room was even more surprised. Marcus used to live in a luxury apartment. He had to have
two sets of rooms because he couldn’t stand the smell of cooking in his living quarters, so the other set was just for
cooking.
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