Chapter 19


    “The sales department is one of the most important departments in thepany.” Karine purposely


    began to mock her during the meeting. “If certain people genuinely are untalented at sales, it’d be


    best not to hog the seat and leave the opportunity to more capable people!


    “Ourpany isn’t a retirement home. All of you know better. People who haven’t closed a single


    deal and only make the basic sry should really consider a way out soon!”


    Cordelia kept her head ducked. The frown between her brows remained there the entire afternoon.


    When she went home after a day’s worth of exhaustion, she was greeted like a boss by Marcus,


    who was on his phone on the couch, once she entered. The kitchen was empty, and there was not


    even a ss of drinkable water.


    The grievances Cordelia had held in for some time finally broke through the dam.


    “You… didn’t make dinner?”


    Marcus shifted his gaze away from the phone. The small woman in front of him had a slightly red


    face as she panted, her chest heaving. Her big, bright eyes were trained on him. Despite that, her


    questioning tone did not sound interrogating—she was more like a begrudging wifeining


    cutely to her husband.


    Intrigued, Marcus felt his gaze on her unknowingly turn meaningful.


    “What’s the matter?” He stood up from the couch with an innocent expression. “Haven''t you been


    the one cooking since we got married?”


    Cordelia paused and bit her lip. Marcus’ size was intimidating, as he was notches taller than her


    when he stood up before her. She deted at first. Besides, she was gentle and tolerant, so she


    was not genuinely ming Marcus.


    It was just that…


    “Mm, that’s right,” she said softly with her eyes cast down. “I’ve been cooking all this while, but I’m


    out working now. You… Shouldn’t you share some of the chores? This isn’t just my home!


    “I got homete today. Even if you don’t know how to cook, you could have prepared the


    ingredients. Are you depending on me for everything?”


    Marcus squinted. This was the first time Cordelia showed her temper since they’d gotten married. It


    barely counted, actually. She was just grumbling. The way the girl wanted to get angry but dared not


    to made her look adorable as a peach. He suddenly felt like teasing her.


    “Oh.” He nodded. “You’reining that I’m not working and I’m bing a burden to you?”


    “I…” Cordelia was taken aback. Then, she exined frantically, “I didn’t mean it like that!”


    He went closer to watch her with a smirk, a sh of yful affection that he did not notice washing


    over the bottom of his deep eyes.


    “Then what did you mean?”


    “Marcus...” she started with a deep breath, looking at him seriously. “Since I got married to you, my


    mind has been set on spending the rest of my life with you. You’re my husband. How could I ever


    despise you?


    “Even if you don’t work again in your life, I can take care of you.”


    The more she spoke, the softer she grew. Then, she began wondering if what she was saying hurt


    his ego. Men were all egoistic, especially previously convicted men like him, so he must hate that


    this had been brought up.


    “What are you saying?” Marcus tried to hold the corners of his lips down lest the girl caught him


    trying tough. “You’d take care of me?”


    “Yeah, what’s wrong with that?”


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    Marcus met her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were pure as crystals, sending a jolt right through him.


    “Although men are breadwinners and women stay home traditionally...” Cordelia said. “This isn’t a


    conservative society anymore. Women can go out to work too. Who cares whether it’s the husband


    or the wife who earns money for the family? But both of them should contribute. When they work


    together, anything can be ovee!”


    Marcus paused before chuckling. Cordelia was only soft on the outside, but she was more


    opinionated than anyone else. However, this was the first time the man heard a woman wanting to


    take care of a man. Since she had said so, he would just y along.


    Marcus’ smile grew wider, looking a little strange to Cordelia’s eyes.


    “A-Are you okay?” Cordelia watched him without blinking.


    “I’m fine.” Marcus recovered his usual aloofness and coughed with a nk face. “Let’s go out and


    eat then!”


    Cordelia stared at him wide-eyed. Did the man have a sixth sense that let him know she had gotten


    paid today?