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!”

actually laughed genuinely. That was fine, he could wait—he could wait until the day she

into the kitchen, somebody knocked

“Marcus, you home?”

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

asked Cordelia to go inside

She heard a few dull thuds outside the house before

They were bruised and swollen

of the house

not seem satisfied. He picked up the stick that

just be your leg that gets broken next time!” Marcus’ voice was a deep growl, and each word was oozing

ran off in terror, and Cordelia hid inside, trying to calm her thumping heart down

When she saw the dried

Marcus went over and put a large hand on her

her arms to hug him and snuggling her face against his chest

her hit a soft spot

I imagined.” He chuckled. “You actually chased them away with a stick when they tried to harm

Cordelia looked up defiantly. “No one around offered to help, and you

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

buried her face deeper in his chest and

man’s ripped chest, and his prominent muscles made