Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 1283

Chapter 1283

Dr. Lester nodded and said, "Marcus feels like his days are numbered. He's scared shitless that Cornelia would get hurt when he kicks the bucket, so he's got everything sorted out for her in advance."

Granny Luisa burst out, "That's bollocks!"

Dr. Lester was left speechless.

Granny Luisa continued, "He didn't even ask Cornelia what she wanted, just made the call for her. Does he think he's being noble doing this? It's not noble; it’s selfish."

Dr. Lester couldn't stand anyone bad-mouthing Marcus, even if it was his own family. “Marcus isn't selfish. He's scared. He's pulling out all the stops to spare Cornelia from as much hurt as possible"

Granny Luisa softened her tone, looking at Dr. Lester, "He always thinks about Cornelia, but has he ever thought about this old bag of bones?"

Tears welled up in Granny Luisa’s eyes. Not wanting to show her vulnerable side, she turned away, "Did he ever think about me? If I lose him, how am I supposed to keep on living?"

Dr. Lester said, "Granny Luisa, Marcus did think about you.

He's made provisions for you and Bri too."

Granny Luisa asked, "What sort of provisions? Making sure we're set for life? Do you think I give a hoot about that?"

Granny Luisa said, "He's the kid I raised, my hope, my everything..."

Seeing Granny Luisa falling apart, Dr. Lester wanted to take her to see Marcus, but he was torn about going against Marcus’ wishes. "Granny Luisa...

Even if Dr. Lester wouldn't help, Granny Luisa knew she could find Marcus if she tried. It would just take some time.

She feared it might be too late by then.

Cornelia scratched her head awkwardly, not sure what to say next.

Luckily, Grandpa Augustine was there. He stepped forward, grabbing Cornelia's hand tightly, “Nelly, do you still feel unwell?"

Cornelia shook her head and tried to smile, "Grandpa, as long as I recover from the allergy, there won't be any problems. You don't need to worry so much"

Grandpa Augustine replied, "You scared the hell out of me.

How could I not worry?"

Cornelia felt guilty, and the whole thing was her fault. She knew she was allergic to peanuts but didn't avoid them, "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I was careless this time. I'll be more careful in the future, and I won't let this happen again."

Grandpa Augustine replied, "From now on, I'll have someone prepare your meals. That woman from the Hartley family, I'll send her back where she came from.