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!”

That was fine, he could wait—he could wait until

Cordelia hurried back into the kitchen,

“Marcus, you home?”

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

Cordelia to go inside

She heard a few dull thuds outside the house before the men’s agonized moans and cries

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

ground in front of the house was

He picked up the stick that

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

inside, trying to calm

When she saw the dried blood on him,

over and put a large hand

to hug him

side of her hit a

I imagined.” He chuckled. “You actually chased them away with a

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

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

in his chest and giggled

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