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

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

when she saw Marcus. She threw herself into his embrace, and the man stroked

you know how to

door to Marcus’ house

others watching, but the thugs were infamous for being bullies around the area. No one was willing to risk themselves to help. They were

a beautiful

heart thumped as her face paled, but she

new bride

go into the kitchen.

you mustn’t know

thugs’ eyes were basically

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

me, I didn’t know about this custom.” Cordelia did her best to make shaky. “I’ll bring

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

Grist fella has such good luck when

The men were drooling.

She wrapped both arms in front of herself instinctively and looked at the men

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

at one another before they

course we do! He’s a coward who needs to use

a real coward! Each time we fight, he’s the one sent to the police as a

We didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we