Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 181

Cornelia cut her off, “Dr. Dawson, quit talking nonsense”

Dr Dawson choked up.

Did she mess up again?

She really wanted to tell Cornelia straight that she’s Marcus’s wife, that he was doing all this for her. She should treasure him and not let his sincerity go to waste, and stop trying to push

him onto others.

Forget it. Let them handle their affairs by themselves. She’d better deal with important things first, “Cornelia, I heard you have cold hands and feet in winter Do you want me to check it

out?”

Cornelia asked in confusion, “How did you know that?”

Of course, it was Marcus who told her, even asked her to rush here overnight, tomorrow wouldn’t do. Dr. Dawson couldn’t tell the truth, so she made up an excuse. Yesterday, when I was taking care of Skyler Blue, I noticed her hands and feet were extremely cold, so I thought of you. Girls nowadays don’t pay attention to maintenance, and many of them have these problems. Thanks, Dr Dawson, but it’s not necessary” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Dr. Dawson was Marcus’s personal doctor, and Cornelia didn’t want to trouble her with her trivial problems.

if she wants to check, just do it. It’s not like it’s gonna cost you. Marcus’s deep, appealing voice suddenly rang out.

Cornelia turned her head, locked eyes with him, and saw the tenderness in his eyes.

As if bewitched, she found herself unable to look away, that fluttery feeling was back

She wanted to decline, to leave this place that was messing with her head right away, yet under Marcus’s powerful aura, she involuntarily said, “Alright, check then.”

Dr. Dawson held Cornelia’s hand, seemingly arbitrarily pressing a few points. Cornelia felt like something was piercing through her head, the pain making her hiss.

Just she was so weak from the pain, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.

“Im not in pain!” Cornelia, flustered, shook off his arm and threw herself into Dr. Dawson’s arms. “Dr. Dawson, let’s go upstairs”

Cornelia had no idea that going upstairs wasn’t up to Dr. Dawson

Dr. Dawson looked at Marcus, who didn’t say anything, which meant no.

Mrs Hartley has the same problem. Marc wants to learn my massage technique”

Dr. Dawson felt she was really something, coming up with such a perfect excuse under such high pressure

Cornelia remained silent.

So this was the real reason they insisted on treating her cold hands and feet.

Tonight, she had to be both the taste tester and his massage model.

Cornelia could actually handle this, after all, if she wanted to earn a million–dollar salary, she naturally had to put in more effort than the average worker.

She had to give up her personal time, be ready to answer to her boss at all times, and occasionally help her boss’s wife solve problems

After the massage, Cornelia returned upstairs to continue packing the luggage she hadn’t finished before. Then, she went downstairs to catch a cab home.

On the ride, she sent a message to Marcus, “President Hartley, I’m heading home first. Please take care of Skyler Blue’s issue. Sorry for the trouble.”