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Marcus said, âI got this.â
Abigail replied, âLet Marcus do it, heâs willing.â
Zack just stayed silent.
It was their first little challenge and it seemed like Marcus passed.
They entered the neighborhood, kept walking until they reached building ten, unit one. It was an old apartment building, with two elevators and six households. The elevator was small and there were quite a few people living there. At that moment, the elevator hadnât arrived yet and a bunch of people were already waiting.
They watched as the elevator ascended from the ground floor to the first floor. When the elevator doors opened, several people were already inside, and those waiting behind also rushed in to catch the elevator.
Worried that Marcus might get squished, Cornelia pulled him into a corner. Abigail and Zack got pushed into another corner of the elevator. They were used to this daily hustle and bustle.
Young and goodâlooking men and women always attracted attention, so many people couldnât help but gaze at them.
Although they all lived in the same building, they werenât familiar with each other due to Corneliaâs irregular work schedule. She hadnât even met many of her neighbors.
Feeling uncomfortable under peopleâs gaze, Cornelia instinctively tightened her grip on Marcusâ hand. Marcus also held her hand tightly, subtly stepping forward to make room for her. His tall body shielded her from all unfriendly stares.
His body also blocked Corneliaâs view of the outside; all she could see was his strong back and broad shoulders.
Cornelia stared at his back. His back was like a mountain in front of her, not only blocking all threats but also sheltering her from all the hardships and obstacles. It seemed as if she had nothing to fear as long as he was there.
Without thinking, Cornelia lightly rested her face against his back.
Marcus stood still, letting her lean against him. He was only wearing a thin white shirt. With her face against his back, he could feel her burning body heat and the elasticity of her cheeks.
As the elevator ascended floor by floor, fewer and fewer people remained until only the four of them were left.
Marcus then moved slightly forward, allowing Cornelia to move as well.
Cornelia looked down and noticed a yellow stain on his white shirt. For a clean freak, this was absolutely unbearable. Worried that Marcus might feel uncomfortable, Cornelia quickly took
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out a wet wipe. âPresident Hartley, your shirt is stained. Donât move, let me clean it for you.â
Upon hearing this, Zack was a little angry. âWhat did you call him? President Hartley? Even though Cornelia is your assistant, sheâs also your wife. After work hours, please be kinder to her and donât treat her like a servant.â
Marcus ignored Zack, his eyes only on Cornelia. He pushed away Corneliaâs busy hand, âItâs fine.â
This kind of thing would have never happened to Marcus in the past. His obsessive cleanliness wouldnât allow any dirt on his clothes.
However, for Cornelia, he was willing to try and change himself, to accept things he previously couldnât.
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