Chapter 302
âWeâre friends, no need for thanks Ben placed more food into Comeliaâs plate once again. Its just been a few short weeks, but you already seem to have lost weight You must eat more and replenish your nutritionâ Cornelia looked at the plate filled with food in front of her and quickly protested. Ben you donât need to give me more to eat I may not be able to finish all of thisâ
âYou can finish this amount of food? Ben added a bowl of soup for Comelia Cornelia, these days, with you not being by our side, do you know how much we miss you?â
Before Comelia could respond. Ben continued. âWhen we used to work together we might not have realized your importance But now that youâre not with us, we deeply feet your significanceâ
Being recognized for oneâs work abilities bringing happiness to anyone, and Comelia was no exception âen youâre getting better and better at complimenting people. But if you want to praise me, just say it directly
No need to beat around the bush
âI really am not just casually complimenting you Not only do i miss you, but President Hartley also misses you greatly. He has mistaken me for you on more than one occasion when itâs just the two of usâ Only when they were alone together did Marcus mistakenly call Ben by Corneliaâs name making Ben feel like Cornelia might be replacing his position in Marcusâs heart
âAbsolutely Ben seemed even more excited discussing this. Heâs been by Marcusâs side for ten years and never once had Marcus called him by the wrong name. The few times he did, it was always Comela
The first time it happened they were in Paris Everyone was exhausted from working late into the night when Marcus suddenly said, âCornelia, youâve been working hard, go take a breakâ
Ben awkwardly chuckled, âPresident Hartie, it s me not Comelia You put her on logisticsâ
Marcus didnât say anything else at the time, only giving him a cold, piercing look that was rather frightening
Maybe it was because he was too tired, but he called him Cornelia again the next morning
He was busy following Marcus around, not even having time for breakfast when Marcus said, âComelia, you go and have breakfast first.â
Ben responded âPresident Hartley, itâs me not Comeliaâ
Marcus glanced at him with displeasure but didnât mention anything about letting him go eat breakfast first.
At the mention of Marcus, Cornelia looked up and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of his complex gaze. He was staring at her his gaze unwavering, as if he had been observing her for a long time
His gaze was intense, stirring a slight sense of unease within Cornelia. She lowered her head and continued to sip her soup and eat her meal.
Ben glanced up and encountered Marcusâs piercing gaze and his somber expression. âPresident Hartley are you feeling unwell?â
He felt uneasy!
He hadnât seen his wife in weeks, and when they finally met, he didnât have a proper conversation with her. Yet, Ben had been constantly engaging with Comelia in conversation How could Marcus be happy about
In front of Ben, Marcus took away the bowl in front of Comelia, replaced it with another one selected some dishes that Cornelia liked, and handed them to her âHere, have thisâ
Comelia remained silent.
Ben was taken aback
Shock and surprise filled Benâs mind. His boss, Marcus, not only wanted to be Comeliaâs tour guide but also personally chose dishes for her He had worked by Marcusâs side for ten years and had never received such treatment. Why was it that Cornelia, who had only been with him for less than a year, could enjoy such special treatment?
As Ben remained in shock, he watched Marcus extend his hand and gently wipe away a trace of soup from Corneliaâs lips.