Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 292

Comelia was left hanging, clutching her phone until she fell asleep without any reply from Jeremy

That night Comelia had a restless sleep filled with all sorts of weird dreams Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

She dreamt about her childhood days playing with Zack, her university years, and Matus

Marcus in het dreams was particularly horrifying He took off his daily disguise, morphing into a man eating monster He opened his mouth wide, inching closer and closer, ready to swallow her whole Cornelia woke up with a start momentarily disoriented about where the was

After gathering he bearings she looked around and remembered she was in a hotel

Daylight had already broken, with the sun’s rays filtering into the room through the curtains

She checked her phone and it was already 9 in the morning

There was an unread message on her phone it was from Jeremy sent a bit past & in the morning, “Cornelia, I’m sorry! I fell asleep last night and didn’t manage to reply to your message” Seeing his message, Comelia felt a pang of disappointment. She wanted to share what happened last night with him, but also didn’t want him to worry

Besides Marcus had mistaken her for someone else because he was drunk. He didn’t mean to offend her

She texted him, “Are you still planning to leave Riverton?”

Jeremy replied. “Im really busy with work I don’t spend much time in Riverton”

Comelia didnt reply to him. She understood, his work often took him away from Riverton, just like her, she often had to travel with Marcus.

After tidying her room, she stepped out and noticed Marcus sitting at the dining table, engrossed in reviewing some documents on his tablet. He appeared refreshed and neatly dressed

Upon hearing her he looked up and casually said, “Awake already? Join me for breakfast”

He acted as if nothing had happened the previous night, completely oblivious to her restless and nightmarish experience The more Cornelia dwelled on it, the more her anger grew, yet she couldn’t muster the courage to confront him

Quietly Comella approached the dining table and began eating her breakfast without a word. Sensing her somber demeanor, Marcus asked her, “Why are you in a bad mood so early in the morning?”

in a restrained tone. Cornelia replied. “I’m not upset”

Suddenly, Marcus handed her a box and said, “This is for you”

At the sight of the box, all her pent–up frustrations erupted, and she couldn’t hold back anymore. “President Hartley I know you’re wealthy, but there are some things that money can’t buy”

Concerned. Marcus asked, “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

Despite her outburst, Marcus remained composed and looked at her with a gentle expression. It felt as if she were striking a soft pillow, unable to release her built–up frustration. With a sigh, she muttered, “Nothing”