Chapter 987
Marcus hardly had any gal pals, and it was a blue moon when Cornelia catched him singing praises about other women. But here he was, all starryâeyed about Salle
At that moment, Cornelia was green with envy. She felt like a monster, getting all jealous so easily
When she suggested Marcus should marry another woman, he was first licked off But once he got her drift, he broke into a chuckle, âAre you jelly
âYes, Iâm jealous Iâm your wife and youâre complimenting other women right in front of me, saying theyâre smart, beautiful, and wise Canât I get jealous?â Cornelia shot back Cornelia, all envious and stuff, looked so cute that it made him want to nibble on her Marcus felt the same, so he gently bit her, âI just said she was clever, didnât say the was a looker in my books, the only stunner is youâ
Cornelia said, âDonât think you can fool me with that!â
Even though she said this, she was over the moon on the inside.
Marcus went on to explain, âI praised her smarts because she first got close to my friends, then me. Even after I blew her off, she didnât stick around Cornelia, I only have youâ
Comelia said, âI got il
As they chatted, they reached the new pad Marcus bought.
This was Corneliaâs first time here, and she was gobsmacked as soon as she stepped in. If it werent for the different floor plan, just by looking at the interior design, it was almost a spitting image of her own house Even the wall paintings were identical.
âWhyâd you style this place like this, when you donât even dig this kind of design? Cornelia already had a hunch, but she wanted to hear it from the horseâs mouth.
And sure enough, Marcus gave her the answer she was expecting, âI styled it to your taste because I wanted us to live together.â
Upon hearing this, Corneliaâs eyes started to well up. âYou always put me first, and I havenât done anything for you.â
*Who says you havenât done anything for me?â Marcus gently rolled her sleeve up, revealing a scar on her arm.
She got the scar when she saved him in the West Region highlands. A rock had taken a chunk of flesh off her arm then. If she hadnât rushed to shield him from that rock, it wouldâve hit his head and he mightâve been a goner.
He lowered his head and kissed the scar on her arm, âCornelia, you saved my life. Iâd gladly give my life to you! Do you get it?â
Cornelia said, âYour life is your own, not mine. You need to cherish your life, take care of your bodyâ
What a stubborn woman!
Marcus didnât want to argue with her anymore, so he shut her up in the most effective way.
The night was hazy, their romantic and sexual interaction was like a scene from a movie. Afterwards, Marcus got up and went to the bathroom. Soon, Cornelia heard the sound of water running
She was so pooped that she could barely keep her eyes open, but she remembered her wish to have a baby. So, she quickly grabbed a pillow, propped it under her waist, stretched her legs towards the head of the bed, and halfâlay on the bed.
When Marcus came out with a warm, damp towel and saw her in this position, he asked, âCornelia, are you feeling off?â
With her eyes closed, Comelia weakly replied, âIâm fine, Iâve just heard this posture can increase the chances of getting pregnant.â
There were some things Marcus didnât want to say, but seeing how badly she wanted a baby, he had to, âCornelia, your grandmaâs gone. Even if you have a baby now, she
wonât be able to meet them.â
Hearing about her grandma, Corneliaâs eyes turned red, âI know, I know my grandmaâs gone and she canât meet the baby. But your grandma is still around, and sheâs been waiting for this baby, so I want to have one. My grandma left this world with regrets, and I donât want your grandma to have the same regretsâ