Chapter 676
Cornelia said. âWhat if something happens? Youâre leaving me all this money you really want me to spend it with other men?â
Marcus said âDonât talk nonsense!â
Comelia said âYou always knew who was after you didnât you?
He knew he couldnât hide anything from her, she was too smart So, he admitted it, âYeah.â
Comelia asked, âYou canât tell me?â
Marcus nodded. âI dont want you to worryâ
Comelia said âYou think not telling me will stop me from worrying? If you donât tell me, Fil just imagine the worst. Weâre married, and you said that honesty is the most important thing between a husband and wife Why canât you be honest with me?â
Marcus, after listening to her, slowly but firmly said a name. âBrennen Hartleyâ
âSo it really is him?â This answer was both unexpected and expected for Comelia
Brennen- the former head of the Hartley Group, Marcusâs biological father, and the man Marcus personally sent to jail twelve years ago
âTwelve years ago, I wasnât even of age, and that incapable man was no match for me. Do you think he, after spending ten years in prison, could pose any threat to me now? Marcus slowly paced around Cornelia and lacked the office door with a click
Cornelia turned around. âWhat are you locking the door for?â
Marcus approached her and pulled her into his arms, âBecause all I want to do right now is hold you!â
His grip was so strong, as if he wanted to crush her into his body
Buried in his chest, Cornelia could hear his frantic heartbeat. âYouâre okay now, right?â
Marcus, being such a mentally strong person, shouldâve been able to overcome his claustrophobia once he left the confined space.
âIâm fine nowâ Marcus wasnât surprised that Cornelia, being the sharp woman she was, noticed his abnormal reaction in the elevator
What surprised him was that even with other people around, Cornelia didnât hesitate to throw herself at him, clumsily reassuring him that she was there and he didnât need to be afraid in that moment, the confined space made it hard for him to breathe, as if death was just around the corner. But her soft voice pulled him back from the brink
She gave him warmth and showed him the light again.
Cornelia asked, âWas it claustrophobia?â
He nodded. âYeahâ
That tiny âyeahâ felt like a bullet piercing Corneliaâs heart, âIs it because of your childhood?â
He didnât answer her question Instead, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, nuzzling against her It tickled, but Cornelia didnât pull away.
After a while, she heard his hoarse voice, âComelia.â
Feeling his unease, she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist, âIâm here. Iâve always been here.â
He said. âI donât want to talk about the pastâ
âIf you donât want to talk about it, then we wonât. Itâs okayâ Cornelia said. If Marcus didnât want to talk about it, Cornelia wouldnât push.
Something so horrible must have happened in his past to affect Marcus, a man with such a strong mentality, this way. It was probably much worse than she could ever
imagine
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