Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 261

The screeching brake sounds, the crash, the vivid red blood and the person lying in it. Every frame of the video was giving Cornelia a real kick in the guts.

She couldn't figure out why watching a car crash video was making it hard for her to breathe, as if she was choking.

Justin thought it was prime time to pop the question, “Ms. Stewart, are you feeling sick watching this video? Does it remind you of anything?”

Cornelia shook her head violently, not wanting to admit how uncomfortable the video made her feel. However, bloody images popped up uncontrollably in her mind.

Justin insisted, “Ms. Stewart, take a closer look at this video, it might jog your memory of something you'd rather forget.”

“Do I have to watch this because you want me to? Do I have to remember because you want me to? Mr. Hartley, you guys keep watching, I need some fresh air.” Cornelia got up, all worked up, wanting to escape from the suffocating place, but was grabbed by Marcus.

“Cornelia,” his deep voice called her name, and he looked at her tenderly, “I’m here, don’t be scared. Speak your fears and we’ll take them on together.”

“Mr. Hartley, what the hell are you talking about?” Cornelia jerked her hand away, “What’s this ‘I’m here, so you don’t have to be scared’ crap? What’s this ‘speak your fears and we’ll solve them together’ nonsense? You're my boss, not my husband. Do you think it's appropriate to say things like that?”

Marcus didn’t say anything.

“Mr. Hartley, I’m sorry!” Cornelia knew Marcus was well-intentioned, she shouldn't have snapped at him, but she couldn’t control herself.

It was like there was another irritable and alien spirit in her, making her act out in ways she would never normally act.

“Ms. Stewart, why are you shouting? What are you so afraid of?” Justin was just a hired gun, his mission was to get Cornelia back on her feet as quickly as possible, and he didn’t care how it happened, “You only shout at people when you’re anxious and scared.”

He was pushing her hard, not giving her any breathing room, Marcus caught on, “Justin, be nice to her.”

“Mr. Hartley, we’re at a critical point, you can’t go soft.” Justin said.

“I’m not scared, I’m not afraid of anything, I’m not shouting, stop pushing me!” Cornelia covered her head, not wanting to think, but was slowly drowned by memories.

So much blood, and her father's weak but unwavering voice, “Nelly, close your eyes, forget everything that happened today, and live well in the future.”

"Daddy, you can't leave me." Cornelia reached out, trying to grab her father's hand, but was held tightly by a warm, large hand. "Cornelia, don’t be scared, I’m always here."

The voice was deep and powerful, like a massive comfort.

Her father's loving and gentle face seemed to appear in front of her, Cornelia didn’t hesitate to throw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, "Daddy, I’m sorry! If it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't have been hurt, I’m sorry! I’m sorry."