Married a Secret Billionaire

“Beautiful, you have no idea, huh? Marcus is a real coward! Each time we fight, he’s the one sent to the police as a scapegoat!”

“We shouldn’t have missed your wedding! We didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we can do it now…”

The men surrounded Cordelia, and some of them began to touch her.

Despite her fear and disgust, she immediately remembered the way Marcus punched the bag at the front of the house. She had never done it—she had only seen it, so who knew where she got the courage as she copied what Marcus did and used the thugs as her punching bag, swinging her fists at them.

The men were shocked, but Cordelia fighting back only further triggered their filthy thoughts.

“A feisty one, huh?”

Cordelia picked up one of the sticks at the front of the house, actually looking quite intimidating.

“Get out! Scram!”

“Beautiful, this is useless!” The men cackled. “You might hurt yourself with the stick if you aren’t careful. Let us teach you how to use it!”

Cordelia was close to tearing up. Fear, terror, helplessness… All these negative emotions pooled up in her, suffocating her.

The thugs became even more unrestrained. Two of them dragged the girl into the house…

Then, a loud bang came from the door!

Before they could react, their heads took two hard hits.

watched the men who had been brazen moments ago cover their heads

Marcus looked icily on with a sharp gaze, looking authoritative and commanding even

her tears back when she saw Marcus. She threw herself into his embrace, and the

a pretty woman like you know how to

door to Marcus’ house

for being bullies around the area. No

leaving a beautiful woman like this at home. He was just giving others a chance to take

face paled, but she tried her best to remain

that the new bride is

wonder! Rich heiresses never go into the kitchen. How’d she know how

you mustn’t know our local custom,

thugs’ eyes were basically glued to

who get married over here have to bake cookies to bring them to the neighbors! You got married a few days ago, and

me, I didn’t know about this custom.” Cordelia did her best to make shaky. “I’ll bring the cookies over once I make them. My husband is coming back

when one of the men blocked it with his knee. The other two hooted and cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked and lost her grip, the men broke through the door and into the front of the house. Their gazes on her were greedy

that the Grist fella has

The men were drooling.

her heart. She wrapped both arms in front of herself instinctively and looked

voice. “My husband’s

looked at one

He’s a coward who needs to use the toilet every time there’s a fight!”

no idea, huh? Marcus is a real coward! Each time we fight, he’s the one

didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we can do it