Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 676

Chapter 676 

Cornelia said. “What if something happens? You’re leaving me all this money you really want me to spend it with other men?” 

Marcus said “Don’t talk nonsense!” 

Comelia said “You always knew who was after you didn’t you? 

He knew he couldn’t hide anything from her, she was too smart So, he admitted it, “Yeah.” 

Comelia asked, “You can’t tell me?” 

Marcus nodded. “I dont want you to worry” 

Comelia said “You think not telling me will stop me from worrying? If you don’t tell me, Fil just imagine the worst. We’re married, and you said that honesty is the most important thing between a husband and wife Why can’t you be honest with me?” 

Marcus, after listening to her, slowly but firmly said a name. “Brennen Hartley” 

“So it really is him?” This answer was both unexpected and expected for Comelia 

Brennen- the former head of the Hartley Group, Marcus’s biological father, and the man Marcus personally sent to jail twelve years ago 

“Twelve years ago, I wasn’t even of age, and that incapable man was no match for me. Do you think he, after spending ten years in prison, could pose any threat to me now? Marcus slowly paced around Cornelia and lacked the office door with a click 

Cornelia turned around. “What are you locking the door for?” 

Marcus approached her and pulled her into his arms, “Because all I want to do right now is hold you!” 

His grip was so strong, as if he wanted to crush her into his body 

Buried in his chest, Cornelia could hear his frantic heartbeat. “You’re okay now, right?” 

Marcus, being such a mentally strong person, should’ve been able to overcome his claustrophobia once he left the confined space. 

“I’m fine now” Marcus wasn’t surprised that Cornelia, being the sharp woman she was, noticed his abnormal reaction in the elevator 

What surprised him was that even with other people around, Cornelia didn’t hesitate to throw herself at him, clumsily reassuring him that she was there and he didn’t need to be afraid in that moment, the confined space made it hard for him to breathe, as if death was just around the corner. But her soft voice pulled him back from the brink 

She gave him warmth and showed him the light again. 

Cornelia asked, “Was it claustrophobia?” 

He nodded. “Yeah” 

That tiny “yeah” felt like a bullet piercing Cornelia’s heart, “Is it because of your childhood?” 

He didn’t answer her question Instead, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, nuzzling against her It tickled, but Cornelia didn’t pull away. 

After a while, she heard his hoarse voice, “Comelia.”