Married a Secret Billionaire

“Really?” Marcus’ smile grew deeper as he went closer to look at her. “The rich are still better off than regular people. Even though you got married and are no longer the Jenner bachelorette, your savings must still be more than regular people’s. Oh, and you must have gotten luxurious wedding gifts too since you come from a wealthy family? Why haven’t I seen them?”

Cordelia’s face was red as she swiveled around to look at him, her pretty eyes shiny and exasperated.

“W-Why are you asking me all this? Have—Have I starved you or mistreated you since we got married? Have I not treated you well? Are you suspecting that I’m hiding money? Is that why you’re asking this? You—”

The small woman was cute when she got edgy. As she spoke, she lost her confidence and looked down, her long lashes quivering. The sight of her made one want to coddle her.

Had she not treated him well? One of them was still sleeping on the couch, while the other slept on the bed—was this not mistreatment?

Marcus did his best to hold back his laughter and coughed.

“I’m just chatting casually. Why are you so worked up?”

Cordelia sucked in a breath and puffed up her chest. “Worked up? Am I? Hah, I’m just chatting casually! I’m not worked up at all!”

She turned around and continued her task after saying that, but she caught the man standing by the kitchen door out of the corner of her eye. She also felt his gaze on her, which was like pins and needles on her back.

She calmed herself down enough to keep cooking. She was usually smooth and fast when preparing their meals, but she nearly burned a simple dish that day…

order to keep the fact that she was a substitute bride a secret, it seemed that she

Josiah was actually befuddled.

would attract attention if he did so by

it clear now that if someone makes things up in the meantime and claims I’m having some

head before he could

…

of some workforce survival rules and knew how to avoid Karine picking on

energy so much

When she woke up and discovered that she had a thin blanket over her, Marcus was sleeping by using his arm

would not use her bed in the bedroom. Cordelia chuckled, feeling bad

her, “You might as well quit if this job’s so

we get the money to feed ourselves and pay

actually care about petty money

buy them. My salary is

begun to refer to them

before. He teased her, saying, “Weren’t you Ms. Jenner before you married me? Why do I keep feeling like you’re reluctant to spend

was cutting up some vegetables, nearly cut her own finger as her heart

you saying?” She smiled unnaturally and tried to brush this off. “Even though I’m a rich heiress, I’m married now and I have my