Chapter 125


    Chapter 125


    She just cried, her eyshes still had teardrops, and her nose was a bit red It made his heart soften


    He gentlyforted her, and after a while, she gradually fell asleep


    Outside the door there was a knock


    Marcus was afraid that Cornelia, who had just fallen asleep, would be woken up, so he immediately


    covered her ears After confirming that there was no more knocking he withdrew his hand and went to


    open the door


    As the door opened, Ben poked his head out looking very cautious “What are you doing?”


    Ben gritted his teeth. President Hartley, Cornelia is drunk, and she’s probably not in her right mind If


    someone does something to her at this time, it might be illegal”


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    “Ben, you’ve been with me for so many years, but it seems like it’s been for nothing “Marcus’s tone was


    heavy, but his eyes were gentle “Go back to bed, it has nothing to do with you” Ben had always been


    cautious in front of him but now he stood up for Cornelia, which was pretty good.


    Hearing Marcus say this. Ben finally felt relieved “Alright, I go back to sleep. President Hartley, you’re


    the best boss in the world.”


    “Get going”


    Ben returned to his room with a happy heart


    Marcus turned and went downstairs


    He made some tea and brought it to Cornelia’s room.


    Cornelia was restless in her sleep, and she rolled out of the covers, half of her body hanging off the


    bed.


    Marcus rushed forward and held her back onto the bed. “Cornelia, wake up, drink the tea first, or you’ll


    have a headache tomorrow.”


    “Stop it”


    She refused tomunicate. Marcus had no choice but to feed her the soup bit by bit.


    He found that this girl had a particrly cute trait. Even when she was asleep, if he fed her something


    to drink, she would taste it first and make sure it wasn’t bitter before drinking it like a ittle squirrel


    After drinking it, she even licked her lips, as if inviting him to taste her beautiful red lips.


    Marcus’s leaned down, inch by inch, close enough that their breaths intertwined, close enough that he


    could see nothing but her in his eyes.


    Just a little more, a little more, and he could kiss her red lips.


    She was his wife, so he could kiss her, but there was a voice in his heart saying no.


    He controlled his desire for her, and gently ced a kiss on her forehead.


    As soon as he touched her forehead, Cornelia suddenly opened her eyes.


    Marcus felt a little embarrassed, like a child caught doing something wrong


    She closed her eyes again, murmuring softly. “Abby, am I crazy? How could I dream that President


    Hartley wanted to kiss me?”