Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 951

Marcus immediately hopped off his desk, dropping his files and walked over to Cornelia, "Cornelia, what's up?"

Cornelia rushed her words, "Natalia is bruised all over, Dr. Lester needs to check her out and give us some topical medication."

As Cornelia prepared to change Natalia into her pajamas, she discovered a horrifying sight underneath Natalia's clothes – her body was covered in wounds.

There were numerous wounds of various sizes, some looking like whip marks, others appearing to be from small needles. There was no part of her body under her clothes that was unscathed, Cornelia was heartbroken to see this. She knew these wounds were inflicted by the Reese family. How could they possibly abuse her if Natalia was their child? This made Cornelia even more certain that Natalia was not a Reese. If Natalia wasn't a Reese, then she had a strong chance of being a Stewart, possibly her own sister. The thought of her sister being abused was gut-wrenching.

Marcus comforted her, "Don't sweat it, let's get Dr. Lester in here first."

Upon entering the room and seeing Natalia's wounds, Dr. Lester gasped, "How could the Reese family do this to their own kid?"

While treating Natalia's wounds, he stated, "I'll use the best meds for her. Physical scars can be healed, but the emotional ones may last a lifetime."

Cornelia understood, "Yeah, I got it. I'll be there for her."

After receiving the medication, Cornelia carefully cleaned Natalia's wounds and applied the medicine. By the time she was done, it was almost dark. She stepped out of the room, the scent of food wafting through the air. She followed the smell to the kitchen where she found Marcus busily cooking.

The man who used to hate the smell of cooking was in the kitchen.

Cornelia walked over and hugged him from behind, resting her face on his back. Marcus commented, "Hungry, huh? Dinner's almost ready."

Cornelia held him tighter, not saying a word.

Feeling the dampness on his back, Marcus quickly dropped what he was doing and held Cornelia, "Cornelia, don't worry. If we can prove she's your sister, I'll make sure she stays here, no more suffering."

In his comforting embrace, Cornelia whispered, "Just let me hold you, don't talk."