Chapter 504


    Chapter 504


    If Dr. Dawson’s meds couldn’t do the trick, then he was in deep trouble. Jayden floored the gas and the


    car bolted out like a shot arrow.


    As the car sped on, they heard Marcus murmur. “Life? Used to take it for granted Thought if it’s gone,


    it’s gone. Now, I wanna live. Cornelia just bought me new clothes, haven’t even worn them yet”


    Dr. Dawson was torn between pity and urgency Pity for Marcus not valuing his life before and urgency


    for his excessive concern about his marriage to Cornelia


    His dad was sockluster about his mom and their marriage, and he swore as a kid to be nothing like


    his old man. After taking over the Hartley Group, he ditched all his dad’s rules. He fired all the big shots


    his dad favored People said he was just trying to have a firm grip on the Hartley Group But truth is, he


    just didn’t want anyone who had worked with his dad thinking they would betray family just like his


    father did


    His obsession with his marriage went beyond what most couples do. He was nothing but kind and


    indulgent to Cornelia.


    If Cornelia shared his feelings, all good. But if not? Then, to him, Cornelia was a ticking time bomb.


    Dr. Dawson knew he couldn’t hear. But she still whispered advice, hoping he would take heed and cut


    his losses, “You’re still thinking about Cornelia, but has she even cared about you after she got home?


    Marc, don’t forget, there’s more to your life than Cornelia. You have your grandma and your sister. They


    are your family, the ones who will never abandon you.”


    After saying this, Dr. Dawson felt something was off. To Marcus, not even family was guaranteed to


    stick around. His parents were the best example.


    Man, she didn’t know how to get through to him anymore.


    Meanwhile, Cornelia was just answering a phone call. In order to surprise her grandma, Cornelia didn’t


    mention she was going to Southern Summer Garden. She felt a bit sickst night, and nned to sleep


    in. She then caught a train to Southern Peak, and had lunch with the grandmas.


    But her work phone started ringing non–stop at six something in the morning


    Due to work, Cornelia’s work phone was never to be turned off. She could be called up for work in the


    dead of night. If someone was reaching out to her at this hour, it must be urgent. Despite having only


    slept for a few hours, Cornelia quickly got up to answer the call, “Hello, who’s this?”


    Zavier’s deep voice came through, “Ms. Stewart, President Hartley is hammered. Do you want to pick


    him up?”


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    Cornelia asked, “Where are you?”


    Zavier replied, “Riverton, about ten miles away from your ce. I’m at Riverside Terrace Club.”


    Marcus was feeling unwell on the flight back to Rivertonst night and had to get treated. After


    dropping her off, he went drinking? Didn’t he care about his life at all? Didn’t he once say he wouldn’t


    make his wife a widow?


    Comelia began to doubt, “Mr. Rivera, is Marcus really drunk?”


    Zavier chuckled, “You two are so alike. Here, listen for yourself.”


    “Cornelia Marcus’s voice came through the phone, a little slurred but still sounding pleasant when


    saying her name.


    Cornelia immediately got up, quickly freshened up and headed out to pick up Marcus.


    On the way. She tried to call Dr. Dawson, but the call couldn’t get through. So Cornelia had no choice


    but to head to Riverside Terrace Club alone.