Chapter 486
Dr. Dawson sat beside the bed looking at him. She couldnât help but whine. âMare, you know damn well the condition of your stomach Why the hell do you keep hurting yoursel[ââ
Marcus closed his eyes, gently rubbing his forehead, âShe likes to eat. I donât want to bring her downâ
Dr Dawson said âCornelia is not an unreasonable woman If you explain to her, she will understand
Marcus smirked. âYou think I should tell her that I canât eat anything with her? Or, should I ask her to change her eating habits to suit me?â
Dr. Dawson said. âSheâs your wife. Itâs not too much to ask
Marcus said, âWhy should a wife always accommodate her husband? I married her, but Iâve never given her anything. Why should I ask her to change for me? I want to take care of her, give her a comfortable life, not make her accommodate me in everything I donât want her to change her habits just because her husband is Marcus, I donât want her to think life with me is boring and oppressiveâ
âMarc, even though you carry your fathers blood. Youâre nothing like himâ Dr. Dawson said, only then realizing he had put his foot in his mouth, âMarc, Iâm sorry! I shouldnât have mentioned that manâ
Marcusâs face darkened. âGet out!â
Dr. Dawson opened her mouth, wanting to say something But in the end, she didnât utter a word, just quietly left the room.
That man was Marcusâs taboo. He refused to let anyone mention him. She had worked for Marcus for many years and had always kept this taboo in mind. How could she have slipped?
Stepping outside, Dr. Dawson gave herself a slap. The sound was so loud it woke up the sleeping Cornelia.
Comelia rubbed her eyes, âDr. Dawson, whatâs wrong?â
Looking at Corneliaâs clear and innocent eyes, Dr Dawson was suddenly very angry. âCornelia, you knew Marcâs stomach wasnât good, yet you still took him to eat that junk food What the hell are you trying to do?â
On hearing this, Cornelia got worried, âis he not feeling well?
Dr. Dawson said, âI was in there for so long, what do you think?â
Cornelia asked, âIs he feeling better now?â
Dr. Dawson said. âHeâs on a drip now, he wonât be in any danger for the time beingâ
Cornelia said, âohâ
Dr. Dawson said. âOh? You are just his assistant, not his. As long as you are his assistant, you have to do your job and remember who you areâ
After being scolded out of the blue, Cornelia got angry. âDr. Dawson, Iâm just his assistant. Can I control what he eats?â
Dr. Dawson said. âYou could just not eat
Cornelia said, âSo, as his assistant, I donât even have the freedom to eat?
Dr. Dawson said, âYou can eat whatever you want in your own time. But when youâre with him, please avoid those dirty foods. Youâre used to this kind of stuff, but his stomach canât handle it
Dirty food! She was used to dirty food, but Marcus couldnât handle it. No matter how she heard it, it was full of contempt.
Cornelia really didnât expect to hear such words from Dr. Dawson, âDuring working hours, I can avoid eating heavy food. But what I eat after work is my business. Besides, he never interferes with what I eat, who are you to control me? Weâre both his employees, I donât need to obey your ordersâ