Chapter 625


    Chapter 625


    Ryan deliberately asked, “Marc, who are you waiting for?”


    Marcus first nced at Cornelia. He got a million things on the tip of his tongue, but Cornelia beat him


    to it, “President Hartley, thanks for getting me out of that jam!”


    It was a subtle way of telling him not to spill the beans about their real rtionship.


    He let out a helpless chuckle, “Hop in. I’ll give you a ride”


    After Marcus spilled the beans, Cornelia was unsure of how to be alone with him. She quickly


    sidestepped, “Mr. Ryan, did you really mean it when you said you’d treat us to


    dinner?”


    Ryan said, “Absolutely But it mostly depends on whether Marc agrees.”


    Marcus said “Sure, let’s go eat first”


    Ryan said, “You pick the ce.”


    Marcus said, “vor Fusion.”


    Ryan got the hint. “Are you sure about vor Fusion?”


    Marcus said, “Where it ended, there it starts”


    Ryan got the drift, they had run into Cornelia at vor Fusion before, but he had let her slip away,


    “Alright, I’ll make a reservation. You guys go ahead, see you in a bit.”


    Leonardo said, “What’s with all the secret talk? Did I miss something? Have I been asleep for years


    and lost my memory, or am I just out of the loop?”


    Marcus ignored him and opened the car door for Cornelia.


    Once in the car, she looked around, avoiding eye contact with Marcus.


    Marcus spoke up. “Comelia”


    Cornelia asked, “Hmm?”


    Marcus said, “Turn around. Look at me.”


    His voice was especially appealing today, as if it held some sort of enchantment.


    Cornelia nced at him, but quickly turned away, “Seen enough.”


    Marcus was left exasperated, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”


    Cornelia asked, “Are you talking about work or personal stuff?”


    Marcus said, “Either, as long as you’re up for a chat.”


    Cornelia said, “Tomorrow morning, you have a business meeting with someone from German. You’re


    having lunch with him and his wife. You promised them that when they’re in Riverton, you’d apany


    them with your wife. They’re really looking forward to meeting your wife.”


    Cornelia rattled off the schedule for the next day. After listening, Marcus asked, “So, would you like to


    join them for lunch as my wife?”


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    Cornelia hesitated, peering at him cautiously, “Can I say no?”


    Marcus suddenly got serious, “Cornelia, you always have a choice. Just because you’re married to me,


    doesn’t mean you’re not free.”


    Marcus always took her feelings into ount, never imposing his will on her because of his status.


    Many men, with nothing to their name, were dictatorial. Once they were married, they expected their


    wives to obey them in all things.


    Cornelia thought to herself. Men like Marcus, rich, handsome and respectful were really a dying breed.


    If she was lucky enough to find one, she should hold on tight.


    If she were to lose him to another woman, she’d be kicking herself.


    She knew this in her head, but making the decision was another story.


    After much deliberation, Cornelia finally agreed, “I will.”


    She was willing to take that step and Marcus was over the moon, “Thank you for being willing to walk


    this path with me.”


    Cornelia said, “Because you’re Marcus.”


    Marcus chuckled, “Then I should thank myself for giving me this opportunity.”