"Patricia, you gotta know this ain't your fault, no need to beat yourself up." Cornelia thought Patricia had no clue she was allergic to peanuts 'cause she never told her and didn't ask before eating. If she hadn't been so careless, none of this would've happened.
"Nelly, it's not that I didn't know. I just forgot. Marc once told me you were allergic to peanuts and warned me not to keep them around the house." Patricia was riddled with guilt, wishing she could just slap herself silly.
If anything happened to a good kid like Cornelia because of her negligence, she'd spend the rest of her life wallowing in guilt and remorse.
And what would Marc do if something happened to Cornelia? Patricia didn't even dare to think about it.
"Patricia, it's okay." Cornelia sneaked a glance at Marcus. She hadn't told him about her peanut allergy. How did he know?
Not only did he remember, but he also specifically warned Patricia. Although he hadn't come clean about his real identity, he had been taking care of her all along and even concocted a lie that he was Jeremy's friend.
Before, she thought he wanted to woo her only after knowing she was his wife. Otherwise, given Marcus’ aloofness towards the opposite sex, it would be impossible for him to give a woman the impression that he was pursuing her.
Marcus had expressed his desire to live a good life with her more than once, under the guise of Jeremy. Now, she knew he wasn't just talking the talk, he was walking the walk.
Maybe, she could try to accept that Marcus was Jeremy.
Maybe, as long as they worked hard together, no matter how far apart their status and identities were, they could live a good life.
Thinking about this, Cornelia's eyes reddened involuntarily.
Seeing her teary eyes, Marcus thought she was having an allergy, so he gently patted her back, "Are you feeling bad?"
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