Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 801

Granny Luisa: [Yeah, yeah!]

Granny Rebecca: [Yeah, yeah!]

Cornelia: [Alright, you guys hold your horses.]

Cornelia immediately found Marcus and handed him her phone, "President Hartley, can you take a photo of me? Make sure to get the light show in the background."

Instead of taking her phone, Marcus pulled out his own, "Shift a bit to your right, half a step more, perfect."

Marcus took several pictures of Cornelia before passing his phone back to her, "Take a look, if you're not happy with them, we can take more."

Cornelia was very pleased with the pictures. The composition and color correction were on par with professional photography, "President Hartley, did you study photography or something? How did you manage to make me look so good in these pictures?"

Marcus chuckled at her compliments, "Don't flatter me too much."

Cornelia looked at him with wide eyes, "I'm not exaggerating! Your photography skills are some of the best I've seen. Can't I compliment you? Come clean, did you secretly take lessons?"

Marcus said, "It's actually pretty simple, you just need to look and learn."

He said photography was simple and didn't need any studying! Did he know how terrible her own pictures turned out?

Whenever she tried to take a portrait, Abigail would mock her for a whole year, claiming she didn't have an artistic bone in her body.

Marcus asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Cornelia said, "Because you're blowing things out of proportion."

Marcus said, "I'm just telling it like it is."

Cornelia said, "You must have been a top student back in school."

"Then let's do it." Cornelia picked up her phone, opened the selfie mode, "Lower your head a bit, come closer to me, a bit more."

Only when she saw his head almost resting on her shoulder in the camera, did Cornelia feel satisfied and took two pictures, "That's it."

Suddenly, as she turned her head, her soft lips brushed against his cheek. Feeling shy, Cornelia quickly backed away. But Marcus reached out his long arm, pulling her back into his embrace, he whispered in her ear, "Cornelia."

The way he called her name in that sexy and charming voice made her blush, "Hmm?"

Marcus asked, “Does your lip still hurt?”

Cornelia was so nervous she started stuttering, “Why, why would you ask that?”

Marcus said, "Because I want to kiss you."