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Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 361
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Chapter 361

Marcus had some long legs and he moved like a bullet train. Cornelia had to half jog pust to keep up

with him Plus, she was busy scribbling notes and ended up bumping full on into a passerby. She

crashed into his chest, and her nose throbbed like it had been knocked out of place

“Sorry! Sorry!” Cornelia quickly apologized, clutching her nose But the guy was not having it. He was

pointing at her hose, hurting insults, and even raised his hand to strike her

Instinctively. Cornelia tried to dodge, but the ground was slick and wet from the snow She lost her

footing and his hand came right for her face

As quick as a flash, Marcus grabbed the man’s hand. He wrestled him to the ground and started

speaking to him in French, a language Cornelia didn’t understand

She may not have understood the words, but Marcus stern look and the man’s panicked face told her

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he was not saying anything nice

The man scrambled up and bolted, glancing back like there was a beast on his tail

Marcus looked at Cornelia, with a sharp gaze, like he could see right through her

Rubbing her nose, Cornelia said. Thanks, President Hartley”

Without saying a word, Marcus turned and walked away. So, Cornelia had no choice but to follow

Back at the office, she gathered the necessary paperwork for the day and headed over to the break

room to grind coffee for Marcus, like always

Ben followed her in, asking. Did you and President Hartley have another spat, Cornelia?”

“Umm, I dont think so.” Cornelia replies

In her mind, there was no conflict between her and Marcus. Just a difference in opinion due to their

differing social status and roles.

If youre not fighting with President Hartley, then something else must be up,” Ben pondered, stroking

his chin. “Did something happen to his wife?”

Instinctively, Cornelia glanced back and whispered. “President Hartley is really protective of his wife

Even Mr Rivera doesn’t dare to speak ill of her. You might want to watch what you say” Ben replied,

“We can’t figure out why President Hartley’s in such a mood. He’s always taking it out on us. Today’s

the last day of the year, tomorrow’s the first day of the new year. If he starts the new year by blowing off

steam on us, well be his punching bags for the rest of the year.”

Laughing, Cornelia said, “I can’t believe a smarty pants like you would believe in such superstitions.”

It’s not superstition; there’s evidence” Ben insisted, suddenly widening his eyes “Cornella, your nose is

bleeding*

Only then did Cornelia notice the blood. She told Ben, Ive already ground the coffee. Could you give it

to President Hartley? I need to go clean up in the bathroom.”

“Go ahead, I’ve got this,” Ben said. Once she was gone, he picked up the coffee to take to Marcus.

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He put the coffee in its usual spot, just as Marcus, who had been buried in paperwork, suddenly looked

up and asked, “Where’s Cornelia?”

Startled, Ben almost spilled the coffee. He quickly explained, ‘She had a nosebleed and went to the

bathroom to clean up”

Before he finished, Ben watched as the usually calm Marcus dashed out of the office like a gust of

wind.

“President Hartley, where are you going?” Ben called after him, watching as Marcus bolted in the

direction of the bathroom.

Ben stopped, shaking his head. Even someone as impressive as his boss could forget to maintain

appearances when he needed to use the bathroom.

As Ben turned to go back to his desk, he ran into Dr. Dawson who greeted him warmly. “Long time no

see, Ben”

Ben responded, “Long time no see, Dr. Dawson. Is there something wrong with President Hartley?”