Cornelia shook her head, "I’m not upset, I’m just really touched by how genuinely nice everyone’s been to me."
Usually a tough cookie, she seemed emotional today. Her eyes were puffy and red. Was she really moved or was it something else? Marcus wasn’t sure. "Why don't you go back to your room and take a break? You're always welcome to read the books in the study, no need for my permission."
His voice was as deep and commanding as always, but there was an unusual softness in his tone.
If her allergies worsened, it would be a hassle for everyone. Plus, Cornelia was still figuring out how to face him as her new self, "Okay, I’ll go rest a bit."
...
The guest room where Cornelia stayed was just like the last time she was here. But a closer look revealed some new, tasteful decorations.
There was the teddy bear she bought at the Capital, a crystal lamp, and even a small bookshelf filled with books she hadn't read before.
Everything was arranged to her taste.
At his place, he had already prepared a room for her, as if he had already decided that she was the lady of the house.
When she arrived today and was cutting fruit in the kitchen with Patricia, Patricia had told her, "Nelly, check out your room later. Let me know if there's anything you want to add or change."
Cornelia replied, "Patricia, this isn't my home. I don't come here often. You don't have to fuss over me so much."
She clearly saw the disappointment in Patricia's eyes.
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