Married a Secret Billionaire

Cordelia buried her face deeper in his chest and giggled lightly.

Her hand unintentionally glided past the man’s ripped chest, and his prominent muscles made her heartbeat quicken.

She had not expected him to actually be able to fight and finish the men off so quickly. Why did people call him a coward then?

“Wash up first and get changed,” Cordelia told him. “I’ll prepare dinner.”

Marcus nodded and watched her with a squint.

That took Cordelia aback, so she asked, “Do I have something on my face?”

“No,” the man replied with a smile. “I just think that… you’re not the way they described you.”

“What?”

“Before we got married, people said that the Jenner heiress was spoiled and had a huge temper—they said she didn’t know how to do a thing either. But you clean up the home very well and you are an amazing cook. You can calmly handle any issue you encounter as well…”

Marcus went closer to her with a vague smirk. “I’m questioning whether you’re actually Yelena Jenner.”

Cordelia blanched as she stared at him dumbly. The corners of her lips twitched as she plastered on a forced, awkward smile.

“I—of course I-I’m Yelena.” Her gaze was evasive as she tucked her hair behind her ear. “Rumors, right? They’re always different from the truth. Don’t listen to their nonsense. I am the heiress of the Jenners. You didn’t marry the wrong person!”

could

the kitchen, somebody knocked

“Marcus, you home?”

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

to go inside

man did not go in after her. She heard a few dull thuds outside the house before the men’s agonized moans and cries were

looked out the window. Marcus had beaten those thugs down. They were bruised and swollen as they begged for mercy on

in front of the house was

picked up the stick that Cordelia had used and hurled it down

wife again and it won’t just be your leg that gets broken next time!” Marcus’ voice was

in terror, and Cordelia hid inside, trying to calm her thumping heart down even though her

dried blood on

went over and

shook her head, stretching her arms to hug him and snuggling her face against

of her hit a

tougher than I imagined.” He chuckled. “You actually chased them

else could I do?” Cordelia looked up defiantly. “No one around offered to help, and you weren’t home. I could

keeping you company at home,” Marcus said in a deep tone. “But I don’t think those guys will dare

deeper in his chest and

unintentionally glided past the man’s ripped chest, and his prominent muscles made her heartbeat