Married a Secret Billionaire

“Yes, I’m biased when it comes to him—I’m spoiling him!” Cordelia was sharp-tongued when she wanted to be. “He’s my husband. Shouldn’t I be taking his side and pampering him? I know that he has a lot of weaknesses and they’re all fatal in your eyes.

“But I’m the one living with him each day. I know what kind of person he is!

“Even though he’s been in fights and jail in the past, I don’t think he’s a bad guy at all! He’s a real man too! Besides, I’m the one lying to him in this marriage. He doesn’t even know my identity yet. If I hadn’t married him, the Jenners wouldn’t have paid for my mom’s treatment. Speaking of that, I should be thanking him!

“So…” Cordelia swallowed, blushing a little. “Don’t speak ill of my husband in front of me again. I don’t like it!”

Linda stared at her with eyes as wide as saucers. Knowing Cordelia for so many years, she had always thought that the former was a gentle and quiet soul and had not expected her to be as fluent as an elite lawyer when she argued. Her firm, assertive look actually made her look kind of cute.

Linda snapped out of her daze and chuckled self-depreciatingly. She sighed and raised both hands in surrender.

“Okay, okay. I won’t ever dare criticize your husband in front of you again! Sigh, you two are married, after all. You share a bed. How could I compare to that…”

Cordelia’s cheeks reddened even more when she heard that.

Linda misunderstood the reason she was flushing and smirked at her. “Speaking of sharing a bed… does your husband have you hooked? Why else would you be defending him and letting him splurge so much?”

Cordelia felt both embarrassed and shy. “What are you

what else can’t we talk about?” Linda giggled harder. “It’s alright. Think about it from

you don’t understand,” Cordelia said with a smile. “He’s actually quite

Linda arched a brow, looking

humiliated by the sales assistant, and then having Marcus buy the most expensive wedding dress in the boutique out of anger before making the

the man was shady, egoistic, materialistic and had

giving you some family heirloom is considered being nice, you’re too naïve and you

you working your *ss off here while he reaps the fruit you

Once someone was the slightest bit good to her,

to prison, like

only spends his wife’s money!

pulled a straight face immediately. Her eyes were not sparkling anymore

forbid you to say that about

failed to

be. “He’s my husband. Shouldn’t I be taking his side and pampering him? I