Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 651

Marcus was amused by her straightforward and adorable response, "You don't need to give anything in return. Or, you can use my card to buy something for me."

Cornelia said with some frustration, "I don't want to always spend your money. I can earn my own money. I did fine before I met you, you know."

Marcus had always known that even without him, Cornelia could do very well.

In multiple rounds of executive assistant selection, she stood out from numerous competitors and finally became his assistant, which was enough to prove her abilities.

She could earn money on her own to buy a house. She was beautiful, had many suitors, and she didn't necessarily need him.

Marcus understood all of these, but hearing Cornelia say it out loud still made him a bit uncomfortable.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on her hand, "I hope you can spend my money so I can feel that you need me, not that I am dispensable to you..."

Cornelia couldn't stand when he talked to her like this, as if he were a homeless child desperately needing her care, "Well, I'll accept it then."

Cornelia agreed to take the car, Marcus breathed a sigh of relief, "That's more like it! You're my wife, if you don't spend my money, should I give it to another woman?"

"I won't allow it!" Cornelia reached out and pinched his waist.

His waist muscles were too firm. She didn't hurt him, but hurt her own hand instead.

She glared at him angrily. Jeremy would never bully her, only Marcus would.

Marcus didn't understand why she suddenly got angry, "What's wrong?"

Cornelia knew she shouldn't lose her temper, "It's too hot, let's go."

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Cornelia puffed up her face and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Marcus reached out one hand and held hers, "I'm your husband, and I am all yours. If you want to look, just look, no need to be sneaky."

She thought her sneaky observations were successful, but didn't expect he already knew. Cornelia said a bit defiantly, "I wasn't sneaking peeks at you."

Marcus still insisted, "Alright, if you say you weren't sneaking, then you weren't."

Cornelia looked ahead, their car was about to leave the coastal highway, "President Hartley, where are we going next?"

Marcus asked, "You're still calling me President Hartley?"

Cornelia responded, "Besides President Hartley, what else can I call you? Jeremy?"