Marcus didn’t bolt, instead, he firmly held her hand.
"Cornelia, there's no going back for us now.” Marcus said.
“Dare to say that again!” Cornelia tried to keep her cool, tried to reason with him, but her tears betrayed her, streaming down her face uncontrollably, “Turn on the lights, look into my eyes, and say it again.”
“We're divorced. There's no chance.” He reiterated.
“Then why are you here? Why are you still good to me?” She yelled, exhausted, “Tell me, you never loved me. You were never sincere to me and you divorced me because you fell for someone else. You came to see me, not for me, but for the child in my womb. Jeremy, tell me, just say it and I'll believe you.”
A knock on the door—
“Nelly, are you okay?” The sudden knock and the nanny's panicked voice jerked Cornelia out of her dream. She blinked open her eyes, reaching for the switch on her bedside table.
The light illuminated every corner of the room, revealing only her and the nanny, no one else.
Was the scene that felt so real just a dream? Did Marcus never come to see her?
Her mouth opened and closed a few times before words finally came out. “Where did that man go?"
The nanny looked worried at Cornelia's question; she had been talking in her sleep a lot lately. “Nelly, there's no one here. You've probably had a nightmare again. Don't be scared, it's just a dream, I'll stay with you.”
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