Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 930

Chapter 930 

Marcus said, “You didn’t eat much last night. You must be starving now is there anything you fancy? I can whip up something for you” 

Ever since Granny Rebecca passed away, Cornelia barely ate anything, but she didn’t feel hungry. “I don’t have an appetite, but everyone needs breakfast. I’ll freshen up and get it ready.” 

“I’ll go with you,” Marcus offered. 

“Okay,” Cornelia replied. 

Their bathroom was quite spacious, so it didn’t feel cramped even with both of them in there. 

Cornelia started brushing her teeth. Marcus was watching her through the mirror, making her feel a bit uneasy. “Why are you staring at me like that?” 

Marcus suddenly pulled her into his arms. “Cornelia, if you’re hurting, let it out. Don’t bottle it all up, okay?” 

She hadn’t said a word, hadn’t shown any signs of grief in front of anyone. She kept herself under wraps, not letting anyone see the real her. Seeing her like this. made Marcus worry even more 

Leaning into his chest, listening to his steady and rhythmic heartbeat, it seemed like she was drawing strength from him “My grandma wouldn’t want me to be sad, so I’ll be strong, I’ll be brave, I won’t let her worry” 

“Cornelia!” Marcus spoke in a deep voice, anger seeping into his tone. “Granny Rebecca wants you to not feel sad, because she wants you to actually be okay, not suppress your feelings. Cry if you want to, you don’t always have to be strong… 

Everyone, including herself, had told her to be brave and strong since she was a child. She had no parents, so she had to be strong. But Marcus was the first one to tell her that she didn’t always have to be strong. 

Cornelia looked up at him, a tear silently rolled down her cheek. “Can I really not be so strong?” 

Her tear fell on Marcus‘ hand, and it felt like a knife through his heart. “No one says you have to be strong all the time. Letting your emotions out is also a way to relieve stress.” 

Encouraged by his words, Cornelia let her emotions flow. Her tears started flowing more, like a flood. 

Her tears soaked Marcus‘ shirt, making his skin feel damp. He gently patted her back, comforting her like a child. “Cry it out. Don’t hold back…” 

Cornelia let it all out in his arms. After she finished crying, her mood seemed to lift a bit, and she felt lighter. 

Seeing her swollen eyes, nose, and cheeks, Marcus‘ voice softened even more “Feeling better now?” 

Cornelia nodded, “Much better.” 

“Whatever happens in the future, don’t overthink it. Just do what feels right to you Marcus took a handkerchief, wet it with water, and gently wiped away her tears. 

His touch was very gentle, making Cornelia feel a bit shy. “I can do it myself.”