Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 1222

Chapter 1222 

Patricia felt like she might be overthinking, but she had this gut feeling that Cornelia had made some sort of decision in her mind 

After a while, Cornelia spoke up again, “Patricia, I really appreciate how good you’ve been to me 

Ever since Cornelia met Patricia at the Celestial Chateau mansion, Patricia had been treating her as if she were her own daughter, showering her with care and attention. Patricia said, “Oh, don’t mention it Marc pays me a decent wage, so taking care of you is part of the package 

Patricia always claimed to work for her paycheck, but in reality, she had long considered the Hartley family her own. She was meticulous and thoughtful in her work, and it was clear that it was more than just about the money. 

Comelia didn’t say anything more, and they continued driving towards the Celestial Chateau. By the time they reached the mansion, it was already nine o’clock in the evening The main house was in darkness, Indicating that Marcus hadn’t come home yet. 

Comelia checked her phone, but there were no missed calls or unread messages from Marcus. It didn’t surprise her. 

While Patricia had plenty of concerns, she tried her best to comfort Cornelia. ‘Nelly, Marc’s just swamped with work right now. Once he’s done, he’ll be home every day” 

Cornelia gave a faint smile, “Yeah, I know. It’s late, Patricia. You should get some rest.” 

The calmer Cornelia seemed, the more Patricia worried, “Nelly, how about I keep you company for a bit longer?” 

Cornelia chuckled, “Patricia, I’m really tired tonight and want to hit the sack early. Whatever you want to chat about, we can do it tomorrow, okay?” 

“Alright, you get some rest. What do you want for breakfast tomorrow? I can prepare it in advance.” Patricia asked. 

In truth, Patricia didn’t have anything in particular to talk about, she was just worried about Cornelia’s state of mind. 

Cornelia pondered for a moment, ‘Let’s have pancake.” 

“Okay, now off you go to bed.” Patricia said. 

Back in the master bedroom on the third floor, Cornelia took a shower and lay in bed, but sleep eluded her. She kept listening for any sound from outside. 

She desperately wanted to hear the sound of a car pulling into the yard, hoping Marcus would come home, hoping that everything that happened in the past few days was just her overthinking 

How she wished that when she woke up, everything would go back to the way it was. However, Cornelia waited the whole night, until the sun’s rays shone through the window, and Marcus still hadn’t come home.