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…

a secret, it seemed that she would have to keep playing the role of

Josiah was actually befuddled.

would attract attention if he did so by using his status. If it turned out

that if someone makes things up in

hit his head before

…

now had a basic understanding of some workforce survival rules and knew how to avoid Karine picking on her. She

much that she was exhausted

on the couch after removing her heels at home, she would sometimes sleep until the middle of the night out of fatigue. When she woke up and discovered that she had a thin

the couch that the man slept on, but he would not use her bed in the bedroom. Cordelia chuckled, feeling bad but also getting some sense

had once told her, “You might as well quit if this

replied, glancing at him. “Where will we get the

about petty money like

rich? You don’t know how expensive groceries are because you don’t buy them. My salary is barely enough to sustain us… Sigh, if I don’t close more sales and get the bonus, bad

somehow begun to refer to them as “we” now when

Ms. Jenner before you married me? Why do I keep feeling like you’re reluctant to spend money?

nearly cut her

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 own family.