Chapter 553


    Chapter 553


    “The sound of a man’s voice echoed behind Cornelia, President Hartley didn’t suffer any trouble after


    you left. It was actually when you were here that he experienced many things his body couldn’t bear


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    “So, are you ming me? Corne turned sharply to look at Ayden, her gaze piercing, “Don’t try to


    push all the problems onto me”


    If she had really done something wrong, it was that she shouldn’t havee to Marcus seeking the


    truth. If she pretended to know nothing, then there wouldn’t be any problems


    Aydenpletely ignored her and said, “President Hartleyy in the ICU for two days, and only


    stabilized tonight. He just woke up not long ago, and you came. You didn’t notice that he wasn’t feeling


    well because President Hartley knew you wereing, so he had someone put on makeup to not


    worry you. You just quarreled with him and even hit him, which may have hurt him. Most importantly,


    you said some things that made him feel sad…”


    Every word Ayden said seemed to be ming Cornelia, as if everything that happened to Marcus in the


    ICU was all her fault.


    It was like many years ago when her father died in the car ident, and many people med her,


    saying that she brought bad luck and that her existence led to her parents‘ divorce and her mother’s


    misfortune


    Those voices said that if it weren’t for her, her mother wouldn’t have left Rosenberg, and her father


    wouldn’t have died in the car ident….


    At that time, she was still young and couldn’t judge night from wrong. She believed those lies, and now


    every time she thought about it, she still med herself.


    Only her grandmother told her more than once that everyone’s life was their own choice, her mother


    leaving was her mother’s choice, her father’s car ident was fate’s arrangement, and those things


    had nothing to do with her..


    It was her grandmother’s gentle voice that helped Cornelia, who was deeply immersed in self–me,


    find herself again.


    Yes, it had nothing to do with her! Why were they ming her for Marcus‘ illness?


    Cornelia squeezed her trembling hands, trying her best to stay calm, “Oh… I hurt his heart? Why don’t


    you say it was your mother who hurt his heart?”


    Ayden obviously didn’t expect Cornelia to say that and was stunned for a moment before saying, “My


    mother loves President Hartley more than she loves us. How could she


    hurt him?”


    “So, the only one who could hurt President Hartley is me?” Cornelia said, and thenughed.


    These people were strange. Whenever someone had a problem, they had to me her. This time, no


    matter what, she wouldn’t ept this responsibility and wouldn’t let herself feel guilty


    Cornelia told herself this, but she couldn’t control her inner worries and self–me, especially when


    she saw Marcus‘ pale face in the ICU….


    “Do you understand your identity?” The man’s voice sounded behind Cornelia again, full of contempt


    and sarcasm.


    There was something wrong with this voice. Ayden’s tone wasn’t like this, and there wasn’t this kind of


    derogatory and mocking undertones.


    Cornelia turned her head again to look at this man, and finally noticed the difference between him and


    Ayden. This person’s face didn’t have any scars. “You’re not Ayden?”


    Jayden smiled coldly. “Did I ever say I was?”


    Cornelia asked. “Then who are you?”