Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 347

Letting a third party meddle with a couple's marital issues was just begging for complications. Even Cornelia, who's pretty numb to all things about love, thought this was a bit off.

Marcus once again piled a helping of foie gras onto Cornelia's plate, but she immediately put a stop to it. "President Hartley, I've got it."

She'd never eaten this sort of thing before and was worried she'd somehow botch the etiquette of a fancy French meal and embarrass him. Him helping her out once was one thing, but doing it all the time was a bit much.

Was his good buddy aware that he was helping look after his wife like this? Did his wife know?

Cornelia didn't want his help, and Marcus didn't press the issue. Respecting your wife's wishes is pretty crucial for a husband. "French dinners are known for their long serving times. We can take our time eating and enjoy the night view.”

“Okay.” Cornelia wasn't as into foie gras as she was into hot pot. She figured she was better suited for a cheaper fare.

However, she stuck to one principle: as long as it was edible, she absolutely wouldn't waste it. So she dug in heartily, really seeming to enjoy herself, which made you want to share the meal with her.

Marcus hadn't been all that hungry to begin with, but seeing Cornelia enjoy her food so much, he joined in. He found that dining with her made the food taste better.

The waiter brought out milk, followed by the second course, which was escargot. A dish known worldwide and served with a plate of bread.

Marcus saw that she'd never eaten snails before, so he didn't wait for her. He grabbed a small piece of bread and ate a piece of snail meat. Cornelia saw how he ate and followed suit. She didn't expect that snail meat paired with bread would have such a unique taste.

After eating a few snails, Cornelia took a sip of the milk and found it a bit bland. She thought that if she had some wine at this point, it would definitely taste better.

No sooner had she thought this than Marcus said, “A French meal should be paired with wine to truly bring out the flavors. Want me to get you a glass of wine?”

Cornelia really did want it, but she pretended not to care. “Drinking alone isn’t very fun, right?”

Marcus knew what she was thinking and turned to the waiter to ask for a glass of wine.

And so, Cornelia began to savor the fine wine, eat the French meal, and admire the snow-covered Paris Tower. It was a beautiful day.

After Cornelia had eaten her fill, the lights on the Paris Tower right in front of her suddenly became brighter, bursting with colors. It was a sight to behold.

Then, the lights projected a message. “Tonight's light show is dedicated to my wife; I hope she likes it.”

To make the message more conspicuous, they performed it again in French.

"Wow." Cornelia marveled at the lights and didn't forget to record it with her phone. "The man who set up this light show is such a hopeless romantic."