Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187 

Eden was scared shitless, “No matter who she is, I dare not 

“She’s President Hartley’s wife Ayden emphasized every single word as if they were bullets shooting straight into Eden’s heart, “Tell me, why did you hurt her?” 

“What? You’re saying Cornelia is President Hartley’s wife?” 

If he had known earlier that Cornelia was Marcus’s wife, he would’ve never dared to lay a finger on her. 

Ayden clenched his fist, Tasked you, why you hurt her?” 

Eden, Because she snatched the position of President Hartley’s special assistant. I held a grudge against her and wanted to give her a piece of my mind ” 

“You still want to mess with her?” Ayden picked up Eden again and smashed him heavily against the wall. 

Everyone present was shivering in fear, with no one daring to say a word. 

Not until Eden was battered and bloodied, unable to even whimper for mercy, did Ayden stop. 

Then, he dialed a number. “You can come up and arrest him now.” 

Eden breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as it wasn’t Marcus who dealt with him personally, he still had a chance. 

Soon, the police arrived. 

Before leaving, Ayden added, “Check thoroughly what he has done.” 

Marcus carried Cornelia out of Skyline Tower. The guards and police at the door didn’t dare to make a sound when they saw the murderous intent in his eyes. 

Everyone instinctively stepped aside, making a path for him. 

He carried Cornelia to the car and instructed the driver, “To Reese’s Hospital” 

Dr. Dawson quickly checked Cornelia’s condition and soon found a pinprick on her arm, “Marc, look” 

The sight of the needle mark made Marcus’s blood boil, “Regardless of what it is, I want her to be alright. 

“Don’t worry, Cornelia will be fine “Dr. Dawson pulled out an ointment, “We need to take a sample to the hospital to find out what Cornelia was injected with. Lay her down, Ill apply the ointment to the wounds on her face.” 

“I do it “Marcus held Cornelia tightly as if she were a rare treasure that would slip through his fingers the moment he let go. 

He scooped a bit of ointment with his fingertip, gently applying it to the bruise on Cornelia’s face. 

When Marcus touched the clear finger marks on her face, even unconscious, Cornelia winced slightly in pain