Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 413

This wasn't the first time Cornelia had seen Marcus like this. After that Courtney got to him once, he had been a mess ever since.

Did Courtney do something to him again?

Cornelia rubbed her arm, almost twisted off by Marcus. She then poured him a glass of water, and sat a good couple of seats away from him.

Marcus wasn't talking, and Cornelia didn't know what to say. She just kept his company, silently, looking out the window with him.

It was a fine day in Riverton. Looking out the living room window, she could see a crescent moon in the sky. The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a soft glow on them, like a hazy oil painting.

Cornelia turned to look at Marcus. The man was a knockout, no matter the angle. High nose bridge, long eyelashes, and those lips...

She had to admit, Marcus was a godsend, with his looks, his physique and his charisma.

She couldn't help but stare. It brought back memories of her wedding with Jeremy at the city hall two years ago. In her mind, Jeremy’s face was somewhat similar to Marcus’.

The thought startled her. Was she seeing similarities because she spent so much time with Marcus and he was so good to her?

The idea was terrifying. She quickly squashed it, forcing herself not to think nonsense.

After what felt like an eternity, she was about to drift off to sleep. But Marcus was still sitting there motionless, looking out the window.

The thought of almost twenty grand a month made her panic, "I only love my husband Jeremy. I don't have any inappropriate thoughts about you, please don't misunderstand me."

"You have no inappropriate thoughts about me?" He stared at her, his gaze cold and oppressive, "So many women are after the identity I have and want to be my wife. Why not you? Do you think I'm not good enough for you?"

Even a slight hint of inappropriate thoughts would give him hope, but her eyes told him she had none, not a trace.

Almost a year together, he knew better than anyone. Her feelings towards him was nothing more than respect from a subordinate to a boss. If anything more, it would be fear.

Yes, fear. He saw it in her eyes. She was scared of him.