Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 9

Cornelia wasn’t good at cooking, but Marcus didn't give her a chance to say no. "There's a recipe and ingredients for hangover soup in the kitchen. Make it and call me when it's ready."

With no choice, Cornelia took on the task. Luckily, she had done a lot of chores since she was a kid, so it wasn't too hard for her.

She found the ingredients according to the recipe, washed and chopped them, and soon a steaming bowl of hangover soup was ready.

Cornelia carried the soup out of the kitchen, but Marcus was nowhere to be seen in the living room. She looked around and saw the bedroom door slightly ajar, with light spilling out from the crack.

She put down the soup and texted Marcus, "President Hartley, the hangover soup is ready. If you don't need anything else, I'll head out."

Just after she sent the message, the doorbell rang, startling her in the quiet of the night.

Her gut told her it must be the president's wife at this late hour, and she panicked a bit.

Although there was only a pure working relationship between her and Marcus, being alone together in the middle of the night could easily lead to misunderstandings.

As she hesitated, the bedroom door opened, and Marcus, wearing only a bathrobe, came out. "Go open the door."

He had just taken a shower, with the bathrobe loosely hanging on his body and water dripping from his hair. Combined with his handsome face, he was like a walking male hormone.

Anyone who saw this scene would probably think too much. Cornelia nervously swallowed, "President Hartley, should I hide?"

Marcus, "Why would you hide?"

Cornelia, "It wouldn't be good if your wife misunderstands."

"Don't worry, she won't misunderstand, and I'm not interested in you either." Marcus threw back at her the words she had said to Leonardo earlier.

Of course, Cornelia knew he wasn't interested in her, she just didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

If he wasn't worried, then what was she afraid of?

She went to the door and opened it. A man and a woman were standing outside.

The woman was carrying a medical bag and looked about forty years old. The man was tall and muscular, with dark skin and a thick scar under his left eye.

Because of his distinctive appearance, Cornelia immediately remembered seeing this man when she was shopping at the Capital a few days ago.

At that time, he was not far from Marcus, but she hadn't seen him again after they entered the store, so she never thought the man had anything to do with Marcus.

The woman looked surprised to see Cornelia, "Cornelia, what are you doing here?"

Cornelia didn't recognize the two, but they seemed to know her, "Who are you?"

The woman said, "I'm Dr. Dawson, President Hartley's personal doctor. This tall guy is my son, Ayden."

"Hello." Cornelia stepped aside and let them in.

Dr. Dawson smiled at her, changed her shoes, and went straight to Marcus. She quickly opened her medical bag, prepared a syringe, and gave Marcus an injection.

After that, she said, "Marc, you know you can't..." She stopped and looked back at Cornelia.

Marcus was lounging on the sofa, "Don't worry, if she dares to reveal my weakness, I'll have Ayden throw her into the river to feed the fish."

Cornelia, "…"

She wanted to curse.

What had she done to deserve this?

She was sleeping soundly when someone called her, rushed to Shimmer Club, drove him home, and made him hangover soup...

After being busy for most of the night, she hadn't heard a word of thanks, and he still wanted to throw her into the river to feed the fish.

"President Hartley, the hangover soup is on the table. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." The less you know, the safer it is. Cornelia cared about her life and prepared to leave.

Marcus ignored her, and Cornelia tried to leave by herself, but the tall, muscular man was standing at the door, blocking her way out.