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.

stood rooted in shock as she watched the men who had been brazen moments ago

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

Marcus. She threw herself into

woman like you know how to

Marcus’

were infamous for being bullies around the area. No one was

for carelessly leaving a beautiful woman like this at home. He was just giving others a

her face paled, but she tried her best

hear that the new bride

go into the kitchen. How’d she know

know our local custom,

were

the neighbors! You got married a few days ago, and we haven’t gotten any

“I’ll bring the cookies

The moment Cordelia panicked and lost her grip, the men broke through the door and into the front of the house. Their gazes

has such good luck

The men were drooling.

arms in front of herself instinctively and looked at the

is my house. Leave right now!” She raised her voice. “My husband’s coming

men looked at one another before they

coward who needs to use the toilet every time

Each time we fight, he’s the one sent to the

shouldn’t have missed your wedding! We didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but