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!”

time, Marcus actually laughed genuinely. That was fine, he could wait—he could wait

hurried back into the kitchen,

“Marcus, you home?”

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

Cordelia to go inside and close the

man did not go in after her. She heard a

thugs down. They

the house was all

Marcus did not seem satisfied. He picked up the stick that Cordelia had

to harm my wife again and it won’t just be your leg that gets broken next time!” Marcus’ voice was a deep growl, and each word

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

dried blood on him, her lips moved

Marcus went over

stretching her arms to hug him and

of her

“You actually chased them away

else could I do?” Cordelia looked up defiantly. “No one around offered to help,

company at home,” Marcus said in

face deeper in his chest and

hand unintentionally glided past the man’s ripped chest, and his