Chapter 3
Cornelia just found out that her boss was already married. Every time he mentioned his wife, he’d have a gentle smile on his face. Comelia guessed that the couple must be deeply in love.
Rich, fit, good–looking, and madly in love with his wife, Cornella’s admiration for her new boss grew by the day.-
From the perspective of an ordinary girl, she thought carefully before answering, “President Hartley, I think most girls like jewelry, but what’s really important is the thought behind the gift. Like giving her a bouquet of flowers, taking her out for dinner, or watching a movie together.”
Marcus had no experience in dating. All he knew was to treat the girl well after marrying her. So he instructed Cornelia, “Alright, you go prepare.”
Upon receiving the order, Cornelia immediately contacted the flower shop that the Hartley Group often worked with and personally chose red roses that represented love.
As for suitable dating restaurants and movie theaters, it wasn’t difficult for Cornelia, even if she had no dating experience.
She was able to climb step by step to work alongside the president, with unimaginable effort behind her.
She remembered the specialties of all high–end restaurants in Riverton, knew which was suitable for dating, which was suitable for treating clients to dinner, and even remembered the preferences of all past clients.
the presidents
After delivering the roses and the dating address to the president’s office, Cornelia’s work for the day was over.
Today’s work seemed easy and went smoothly, but only Cornelia knew how tense her nerves had been throughout the day.
Returning home, she could finally relax and lazily collapsed on the couch, dozing off.
Marcus arrived outside Cornelia’s neighborhood and was about to make a call when he realized that his wife was not in his contact list. He felt deeply guilty for neglecting his wife after they got married, not caring for her for a year, and not even saving her phone number. Marcus secretly decided to treat her better in the future.
He found a phone number from his grandmother’s chat history and dialed it. A soft and somewhat drowsy voice came through, as if just waking up, “Hello, who is this?”
even save his
“This is
Her voice was polite but unfamiliar, as if she
came from the other end of the call, “Honey, wake up and come eat…” Marcus suddenly realized something, and his eyes behind the glasses sank as he hung up the phone.
red roses beside him, and suddenly
instructing the driver, “Start the car, head to Southern Summer Garden.” Cornelia was half–asleep and, coupled with her non–stop busy work schedule, she had long pushed the marriage registration to the back of her mind. She truly
as it was probably not a client calling her.
the phone, walked into the kitchen, squeezed between Abigail Young and Zack Ruck,
gently tapped her nose, “You looked so tired, like a worn–out puppy. I didn’t want to wake you
said, “Hurry up and wash your hands, it’s dinner time.”
in Riverton, and originally planned to start a business
summer, Cornelia had an accident and almost couldn’t continue her studies.
to stay in Riverton and develop their
rented a three–bedroom apartment, and
of dishes, “Is this feast because our studio made a lot of
got promoted to the president’s assistant,
in the media, and there are so many noble ladies
were superficial and said unhappily, “Just richness doesn’t mean he’s good–looking. Maybe he never shows his face
handsome, but whether he’s handsome enough to make
exclaimed, “Wait, he’s
“Yes, he is. And he seems to love his wife very much. But I always feel like he looks familiar, and I can’t remember where I’ve seen him
feel familiar when you see handsome guys.
a heartbreaker, no
his eyes, “Miss, you’re already married!”
stick with that man who disappeared after marriage for the rest of her life?”
a man with you two by my side.”