Chapter 595
Cornelia was well aware of what Marcus was saying
And that was why so many people were scared shitless of Marcus. Everyone thought, a guy who could do such a thing to his own parents must be some cold hearted bastard, and it was impossible to discuss emotions with them.
But Cornelia knew, Marcus was not that kind of guy
Then, in a split second Marcus delivered something out of her expectation, âIâve done a lot of things, things no one has ever heard of, wanna hear about it?â
Cornelia shook her head then nodded, back and forthâ¦
She was really not sure if she should listen.
A cig was smoked up pretty quickly, and Marcus lit up another one, puffing away like a chimney. The window was rolled up, and the smoke was all over Corneliaâs face. Cornelia coughed a bit, even her eyes teared up
Her eyes filled with tears, âPresident Hartley, can you quit smoking, please?â
When Comelia first met Marcus, he always had a cigarette in his hand. Later on, she hadnât seen him smoke for a while, but for some reason, he started again today, lighting up two in a row and smoking them fast.
His body just got a bit better, and he was smoking like this, he really didnât give a damn about his life, âPresident Hartley, smoking is bad for your health, can you please stop?â
The cigarette in Marcusâ hand suddenly froze, and then he stubbed it out in the ashtray. Even though he was pissed at her at the moment, his logic still won over his emotions. He would never hurt her.
He rolled down the window, and hot air rushed into the car. Although the wind was hot, it dissipated the smoke, and Cornelia felt much better.
She looked at his handsome features, and his furrowed brow, slowly she seemed to understand why he suddenly got angry..
He was interacting with her as a husband, and she was used to interacting with him as an assistant. The questions he asked, she really couldnât give him the answers he wanted to hear as an assistant
After thinking for a while, Cornelia thought of a good way to answer, âIâm not sure what happened between you and your parents, and itâs not my place as an assistant to comment. But if my husband faced the same problem as you, I wouldnât care whoâs right or wrong, I would stand by him firmly and support him.â
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking. Marcusâ furrowed brow gradually relaxed
He closed the window, looked at her delicate face, and asked, âWhy?â
Cornelia answered, âThe answer is simple. Because heâs my husband, the closest person to me, and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. Iâm a narrowâminded person, without much rationality. My man, whether he is right or wrong, I will stand up for him, nobody can mess with him.â
âMy man, right or wrong, I will stand up for him.â
She had said the same thing to him on WhatsApp before, she said she would protect him.
Marcusâ heart, once as cold as ice, began to gradually warm up and beat intensely as he listened to Corneliaâs words.
He pushed his silver glasses up his nose again, but this time it wasnât to conceal his cold gaze, but to hide the smile in his eyes.