Chapter 841


    Chapter 841


    Then, a woman in nothing but a slip dress appeared on the big screen. Due to the angle of the camera,


    the woman’s face didn’t show up on the screen, only parts below her corbone were visible. Just as


    everyone wanted to see what the woman looked like, the screen suddenly went ck


    Colleague A asked in surprise, ‘Is that President Hartley’s wife?”


    Colleague D replied, “Who else could it be if not President Hartley’s wife? Would he bring other women


    home?


    Colleague A said, “His wife really has a great body! No wonder he likes her.”


    Colleague B said, “Her voice is also very gentle. It’s soothing to listen to.”


    Colleague C said, “He really cares about her, and he turned off the camera before we could see her


    face.”


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    Upon hearing everyone’sments. Ben slowly said. “You guys are just casually chatting about


    President Hartley’s wife in front of me like I’m not here?”


    The colleagues asked, “Aren’t you curious about President Hartley’s wife?”


    Ben answered, “I’ve met his wife, I don’t have anything to be curious about”


    The colleagues asked curiously, “You’ve met his wife? Can you tell us what she looks like? Does her


    appearance match her voice?”


    Ben replied, “If you guys are eager to know, you can ask President Hartley yourselves.”


    The colleagues said, “You’re such a buzzkill!”


    If they dared to ask President Hartley, they wouldn’t have asked Ben.


    Cornelia thought Marcus had gone to work, so she changed into a slip dress. She had walked into the


    living room when she realized Marcus was still there.


    She didn’t expect Marcus to be having a video conference with his employees in the living room, not


    until Marcus closed his tablet Cornelia asked. “Did I interrupt your meeting?”


    Marcus replied, “No.” He looked up at her; though there was some distance between them, he could


    already see the marks on her corbone. Those were bruises he had unintentionally leftst night, very


    noticeable.


    He immediately got up, took some anti–swelling ointment from the medicine box, and said, “Come


    here.”


    Cornelia obediently walked towards him, and when she got close, he pulled her into hisp. He


    squeezed the ointment onto her bruises one by one, then rubbed it gently with his fingers. She had


    many bruises, some even in private areas, but he didn’t miss a single one. He applied the medicine


    attentively and seriously, without any stray thoughts


    Watching his gentle actions, Cornelia felt warmth filling her heart, and tears unexpectedly welled up in


    her eyes.


    Marcus noticed her strange reaction, and asked urgently, “Does it still hurt?”


    Cornelia shook her head, but she couldn’t control her emotions, and buried her head in his chest. Her


    sudden move made Marcus stop what he was doing. “What’s wrong?*


    Cornelia said, “I just want you to hold me.”


    Her initiative, her passion, all made Marcus very happy. He stretched out his arms, holding her soft and


    sweet body tightly in his embrace, he said, “Does it hurt a lot? I’m sorry, I was naive and rushed this


    time, but I’ll try my best to learn, I won’t let you get hurt again.”


    Why did he always say such awkward things with such seriousness?


    Cornelia blushed shyly, her face turning bright red. She even buried her head in his chest, not daring to


    look up.


    Marcus held her tight, smelling her unique scent, “My darling…”