Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 699

Chapter 699 

Marcus answered coolly, “Just my gut feeling.” 

His gut feeling?! 

His gut feeling could accurately guess a girl’s bra size, which made it hard not to question if he did this often for girls. 

Thinking that he could have been this considerate with other girls, suddenly made Cornelia feel unhappy. “Did you buy underwear for other girls before?” 

Marcus was taken aback, then he laughed, “Are you jealous?” 

He was handsome, but his smile made him even more charming. 

Comelia looked away, not looking at him, which was the only way she could maintain a normal conversation. “You’re changing the subject.” 

Suddenly, Marcus grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest, “Can you feel it?” 

Comelia, ‘Feel what?” 

Marcus, “My heartbeat.” 

His warm breath blew in her ear, making Cornelia’s heart beat faster, she let out a soft sound, “Hmm.” 

Marcus continued, “Cornelia, look at me, and listen to me. You are the first, the only, and the last. I won’t prepare these things for anyone else.” 

Preparing these things for her was a husband’s duty, and he didn’t expect her to be jealous about it. 

Comelia felt satisfied with this answer. “Then leave me for a moment. I need to change.” 

Marcus stood there, his gaze still on her. 

Cornelia watched him warily, and swallowed nervously, “You said… and there are people around today… you can’t back out.” 

“I keep my word. Take your time, wear whichever you like.” Marcus left the dressing room, closing the door behind him. 

As soon as the door closed, Cornelia’s heartbeat finally returned to normal. She stood in front of a row of clothes, and randomly picked a skirt. Though it had no label, the fabric felt high–end, probably custom–made by Marcus‘ designer. 

She remembered Christmas in Paris. She didn’t know he was Jeremy then, and he also prepared a whole dressing room of clothes for her, saying they were from Jeremy 

She didn’t want him to spend money on the clothes, and wished he could save some. Marcus must have laughed at her then, thinking a few hundred thousand was nothing to him. 

After looking around, Cornelia chose a light grey set of home clothes to change into, thinking it would be convenient for helping in the 

kitchen later. 

She finished changing, folded her clothes neatly, and put them in a bag, ready to take home and wash. 

She wondered if Marcus really could read minds, just as she thought of this, she heard him say, “The clothes you took off will be washed, you don’t need to tidy them up yourself.” 

Cornelia, “It’s fine, I can wash them when I get home tonight.” 

Marcus, “Going home tonight?” 

Wasn’t this her home?