Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687 

Comelia was getting more and more pissed as she thought about it, feeling more wronged the more she spoke, “When we broke up, he clearly told me that we should act like we’ve never met and there would be no more connections between us. I merely followed his request. I didn’t lie, so why are you calling me a little liar?” 

Tears were spinning in her eyes, but she didn’t want them to fall. Seeing her like this, Marcus felt so heartbroken, “You’re not a liar. I was 

wrong.” 

He was always like this, apologizing so fast it was mind–boggling. And he always manages to give Cornelia endless strength with just one sentence, giving her the courage to face more injustice and accusations. 

Their collaboration with Moongazer Tech had just begun, and there was a pretty long time ahead where she’d have to see that guy often. Comelia planned to clear up everything with Marcus at once to avoid any misunderstandings in the future and to keep him from worrying too much. 

Regaining her composure, Cornelia continued, “There’s one more thing I need to tell you. He was the one who pursued me, said he liked me, wanted to marry me, and told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. His sweet talk was even more captivating than a song. I was foolish enough to believe him then and agreed to try dating. During our relationship, I was really busy studying and working part–time, so I hardly had time to go out on dates with him. Those times, he’d come to the library to keep me company. I’d read, and he would just watch me. He said that just being able to sit with me a little longer, being able to watch me a bit more was enough for him.” 

College was supposed to be romantic and beautiful, with traces of their love left in the library, all over the campus. Just hearing about it was enough to make Marcus feel insanely jealous. 

Thankfully, Cornelia’s next words eased his mind a bit, “I never even held his hand before problems arose and he proposed breaking up. He’s not you. He’s not as handsome as you, or as rich as you. Why would I dwell on him?” 

Everything she said was true, Marcus was better looking and richer. 

These were hard truths that also made Marcus very happy, “So you’re saying, if he were replaced with me, you’d be unable to forget me?” To which Cornelia replied, “No!” 

She wouldn’t be so irrational, wasting a single thought or shedding a single tear for a man not worth it. 

Her thoughts were reserved for the man who was worth it. Her tears were only for the person worth her tears. But the one worth her tears wouldn’t make her cry. 

Marcus held her tightly in his arms, “Cornelia, I’m so sorry! It’s not that I don’t trust you. I’m just jealous. I’m afraid you have someone else in your heart, that you don’t want me.” 

He said he was jealous. He said he was afraid she wouldn’t want him! 

The one saying this was still Marcus, his voice as rich and sexy as ever, but always able to touch the softest part of Cornelia’s heart.