Chapter 348
Marcus looked at her sweet smile, feeling all mushy inside âDo you like it?â
Corneliaâs cheeks were flushed, whether from the alcohol or the room temperature She nodded and smiled âLike it? How could i not when i get to enjoy such a beautiful light show from such a great spot for free?â The word âfreeâ made Marcus pouse He cautiously asked âWould you like it if Jeremy had arranged the light show for you?
Carmelia who had just been praising the light show now shook her head vigorously âThat would be a waste of money. No one would like their husband spending money on such useless things. The money thould be invested or saved Why would anybody waste it on this flashy stuffâ
Marcus thought to himself that he could never tell her not only that he had arranged the light show for her, but also the fact that he was Jeremy otherwise, shed fret over the money.
The colorful and breathtaking light show was still going on.
Perhaps because of the alcohol Cornelia was more cheerful She handed her phone to Marcus again âPresident Hartley can you take a video of me with the light show?
âSureâ Seeing Comeliaâs funny faces through the camera, Marcus couldnt resist poking her face on the scree She was less reserved when drunk, adorably tempting him to bite her
After enjoying the wew and the meal they were ready to leave Cornelia had almost finished a bottle of wine and her steps were shaky as the walked down the stairs
Marcus reached out a hand to gently hold her wrist He didnât dare hold her too tightly or get too close afraid that she might resist him. But she turned around and gave him a sweet smile. âPresident Haitley, thank you!! Marcus rued her hair but before he could say âYouâre welcome, she turned around and gave him a scolding as if afraid he wouldnât hear her âMarried men should know their place. They should keep a proper distance from women
other than their wives
Marcus thought to himself who would bother with her if she wasnt his wife?
The temperature difference between the inside and outside was huge As they stepped out of the museum, the cold wind was a sobering slap in the face. The alcohol in Corneliaâs system seemed to wear off
Comelia, now slightly sober, was fascinated by the thick snow on the road. She bent down to scoop up some snow, flinging it into the air. The scattering snowflakes created another beautiful scene.
Finding it fun Cornelia scooped up another handful of snow and tossed it into the air She was like a child, happily playing in the snow.
Marcus watched her play trailing behind her and quietly recording her every move on his phone, capturing her every frown and smile
Cornelis antics soon caused trouble. She started throwing snowballs at pakting tourists, mumbling âZack Abby, letâs have a snowball fight, throw snowballs at meâ
The tourists who were hit wanted to confront Cornelia Marcus immediately stepped in front of her, shielding her from any potential danger while patiently apologizing and explaining to the tourists. Im sorry Iâm really sorry! My wife is drunk, sheâs usually under a lot of stress. This is a rare chance for her to let loose. Please forgive her To express my apology, you can dine at any Blueshell Bistro in Paris for free. Just mention the name Jeremyâ
No one would believe such a claim without any voucher. But looking at Marcusâs appearance and attitude, the tourists didnât make a fuss
Some of the tourists who had been hit even comforted Marcus. âYour wife is lucky to have such a good husband like you Sheâs very cute and beautifullâ
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