Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 401

Zavier flicked away the cigarette ash nonchalantly, took another puff and said, "You can go now. I've already asked someone to invite Skyler for dinner."

"Zavier, have you lost your humanity?" The mention of Skyler made Cornelia lose her cool, and she slammed her hand on the table, "Even though Skyler left you, she's still your wife. She carried your child. Why can't you let her be?"

Zavier's eyes darkened, "So you do remember she's my wife? I thought you'd forgotten. If you know, then why are you meddling in our business?"

"So, I should just stand by and watch her walk to her death?" Cornelia shuddered at the memory of Skyler's miscarriage, feeling suffocated every time it crossed her mind, "Zavier, have you forgotten what happened on New Year's Day? Skyler nearly died. Do you want to watch her die before you'll be satisfied?"

"Whether she lives or dies, I don't care. All I know is that she belongs to me and no one else can take her away." Zavier finished off a cigarette in one go, lit another one and started blowing smoke rings.

The sight of Skyler lying in a pool of blood on New Year's Day was something Zavier would never forget. It still ached his heart to think about it and that was why he couldn't bring himself to approach her easily.

What he couldn't understand was why Skyler had approached him first, why she had forced him to marry her using various tactics. He had gone against his family to marry her, and had invested both money and man-power to help her family get back on their feet.

He had always thought that Skyler loved him, never suspecting that she was just using him. Once her goals were achieved and he was of no use to her, she couldn't wait to leave him. To be able to leave him, she had even cruelly caused their child's miscarriage.

What did she take him for? Was he just a disposable tool to her?

If she wouldn't make life easy for him, then she wouldn't have it easy for the rest of her life either. He would haunt her like a ghost until death.

"You..." Cornelia had been with Zavier for over an hour now, and he had been chain-smoking the entire time, hardly stopping.

Cornelia guessed that he wasn't as cold-blooded and ruthless as he seemed, and tried to understand what was going on in his mind, "Mr. Rivera, you're still in love with Skyler, aren't you?"

"Love her? What's there to love about such a heartless woman?" Zavier crushed the nearly finished cigarette forcefully, and lit another one, "I'm tormenting her to make her realize that I won't let go of those who betray me. Even in death, she can only die by my side and belong to me. She can never cut ties with me."

Zavier's feelings for Skyler ran deep, and his words confirmed Cornelia's suspicions, "Mr. Rivera, as a woman, I should understand a woman's thoughts better than you do. If you really love Skyler, then you shouldn't be treating her this way. To love someone, you should respect her first."

"Don't I respect her?" Cornelia's words struck a chord in Zavier, and he instinctively expressed his true feelings for Skyler, but he still refused to admit that he loved this woman who just wanted to leave him, "Cornelia, you're just Marc's assistant. Don't think you know me."

Cornelia didn't think highly of herself, "We're just strangers. I'm not interested in knowing you. I'm talking to you because Skyler is my friend. I want to remind you that your way is wrong."

"Is my way wrong? Then Marcus's way is right?" Just as Zavier was about to reveal the real relationship between Marcus and Cornelia, a security guard walked in, "Mr. Rivera, President Hartley is here."

Before the guard could finish, Marcus's tall figure appeared at the door. His usually neat hair was a bit messy, as if he had rushed over.

Seeing him, Cornelia felt like she had seen a life savior. Her inner unease immediately eased, and she ran to him, "President Hartley."