Married a Secret Billionaire

“Check what out?”

“Check which clients Cordelia’s gone to visit today! Dumb*ss!”

Josiah was confused. “I thought we were leaving it to her?”

Fredric rolled his eyes. The energy he had to invest to talk to someone like him!

When Marcus returned home, Cordelia was not back yet. He checked his watch and noted that there was still some time left before she’d get off work.

He looked around, but the house was still clean and everything in the kitchen was put in order even though Cordelia had been busy with work recently. Marcus smiled. She was already very busy yet she worked hard without complaining. She had to take care of the household expenses too.

It seemed that she was speaking the truth. She really did plan to spend the rest of her life with him.

A lifetime… Could he really promise her a lifetime?

Marcus’ brows were furrowed as he spent a moment lost in thought. He then went to the bathroom.

Regardless of whether they would spend a lifetime together, he ought to live well now. He remembered Cordelia saying that this home belonged to both of them. As a husband, he should share the house chores with her.

Marcus chortled and looked at the laundry basket. Their clothes from two days ago were still piled in there. He planned to wash them, thinking Cordelia would be happy when she came back home to this.

He poured the contents of the bin out swiftly, but something small and white caught his eye…

Marcus was seated on the rooftop of the Regalia Hotel, the cigarette between his fingers almost finished. The view was scenic, the faraway ocean glimmering as white yachts dotted the surface and seabirds circled the sky above.

on the table with a text notification

with Fredric and exclaimed, “Z, you lucky b*stard! Sis-in-law

first time you’re spending a woman’s money, right? Does it

his face was blank, warmth gushed within him. He had not expected Cordelia to really transfer him

and cast his

hushed tone. “It isn’t convenient for Josiah to do it, so I’m the one looking into Bowfest. Karine Carmichael is a mid-level executive in

through his report, Fredric contemplated if

looked at

Fredric said hesitantly. “Jesse Ford is in charge of Cordelia’s department. He was

looked at Marcus’ face. It was icy, without so much as a flinch, but his

that was back when they were college

hummed, looking up at him. “Did I

man said nothing, but it was worse than

“Go on.”

Carmichael’s always picking on Cordelia at the company. It’s also why Cordelia

Marcus glowered.

Carmichael taken care of? Leave it to me! I could do

kept coughing as he

petty issues. Stirring things up in a small company like this would attract attention

yeah,” Fredric chorused. “I understand what you mean, Z. No need to waste any effort on people like Karine Carmichael and

himself some coffee. After a moment of

on

he got up and left the