Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250

Chapter 1250

Hannah replied, “Well, that depends on the person and how they handle things”

Cornelia, who couldn’t care less what others thought, spilled her guts, “I really love Marcus. I always wanted to have a few kids with him and grow old together, but he’s flipped He’s changed”

Tears began to stream uncontrollably down Cornelia’s face. “He’s changed. He doesn’t love me anymore. He’s in love with someone else. He deceived me”

Hannah moved closer to Cornelia, whispering comforting words, “Nelly, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Cornelia wanted to say something more, but her phone sitting on the table suddenly vibrated. She picked up her phone, and because she was drunk, she had to squint to see that it was Ben calling Irritated with Marcus, Cornelia didn’t want to deal with Ben either, and immediately hung up the call.

No sooner had she hung up that Ben called again. Cornelia hung up again, and again Ben called. After a few rounds of this back–and–forth, Hannah took the phone to answer on behalf of Cornelia As soon as the call connected, Ben’s voice was heard, “Cornella, I have something very important to tell you, don’t hang up on me.”

Hannah replied, “Ben, this is Hannah. Cornelia’s drunk and can’t take your call.”

Ben on the other end sounded quite anxious, ‘Miss Hannah, can you have Cornelia say something, anything. Just let me hear her voice.”

“What’s going on?” Hannah asked.

Ben stuttered, “No, nothing. Can you please hand the phone to Cornelia?”

“Nelly, Ben seems to have something really important to tell you. Talk to him.” Hannah said, pushing the phone towards Cornelia, “Just hear him out.”

Ben said, “Cornelia, say something”

Cornelia replied. “Who are you and what do you want?”

Hearing Cornelia’s voice, Ben breathed a sigh of relief, not caring about what she was saying

“Actually, it’s nothing too important. We’ve worked together for so long and you suddenly quit. I have some free time now and just wanted to chat Ben said.

Cornelia snapped, “Who do you think you are? If you want to talk, I have to talk? I don’t want to talk to you, what can you do about it? Don’t think that just because Marcus is covering for you, I would be scared”

Cornelia looked around, “Where’s Marcus? Why can’t I see him? Where did Marcus go? Let him take the call, I promise I’ll rip him a new one.”

A drunk Cornelia was like a machine gun, non–stop talking. She probably didn’t even know what she was saying.

Ben’s voice on the other end suddenly became grave, “President Hartley is not feeling well, he can’t take your call.”

Upon hearing this, Cornelia was livid, “His poor health isn’t just today’s news! He’s always been unwell, but he never listens to the doctor’s advice, always acting tough. He’s not a three–year–old kid”