Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125
She just cried, her eyelashes still had teardrops, and her nose was a bit red It made his heart soften
He gently comforted her, and after a while, she gradually fell asleep
Outside the door there was a knock
Marcus was afraid that Cornelia, who had just fallen asleep, would be woken up, so he immediately covered her ears After confirming that there was no more knocking he withdrew his hand and went to open the door
As the door opened, Ben poked his head out looking very cautious “What are you doing?”
Ben gritted his teeth. President Hartley, Cornelia is drunk, and she’s probably not in her right mind If someone does something to her at this time, it might be illegal”
“Ben, you’ve been with me for so many years, but it seems like it’s been for nothing “Marcus’s tone was heavy, but his eyes were gentle “Go back to bed, it has nothing to do with you” Ben had always been cautious in front of him but now he stood up for Cornelia, which was pretty good.
Hearing Marcus say this. Ben finally felt relieved “Alright, I go back to sleep. President Hartley, you’re the best boss in the world.”
“Get going”
Ben returned to his room with a happy heart
Marcus turned and went downstairs
He made some tea and brought it to Cornelia’s room.
Cornelia was restless in her sleep, and she rolled out of the covers, half of her body hanging off the bed.
Marcus rushed forward and held her back onto the bed. “Cornelia, wake up, drink the tea first, or you’ll have a headache tomorrow.”
“Stop it”
She refused to communicate. Marcus had no choice but to feed her the soup bit by bit.
He found that this girl had a particularly cute trait. Even when she was asleep, if he fed her something to drink, she would taste it first and make sure it wasn’t bitter before drinking it like a ittle squirrel
After drinking it, she even licked her lips, as if inviting him to taste her beautiful red lips.
Marcus’s leaned down, inch by inch, close enough that their breaths intertwined, close enough that he could see nothing but her in his eyes.
Just a little more, a little more, and he could kiss her red lips.
She was his wife, so he could kiss her, but there was a voice in his heart saying no.
He controlled his desire for her, and gently placed a kiss on her forehead.
As soon as he touched her forehead, Cornelia suddenly opened her eyes.
Marcus felt a little embarrassed, like a child caught doing something wrong
She closed her eyes again, murmuring softly. “Abby, am I crazy? How could I dream that President Hartley wanted to kiss me?”