Married a Secret Billionaire

“But who’s Lia? Aren’t you Yelena?”

“…”

Cordelia blanched, her legs nearly giving out and causing her to fall. Marcus kept an arm around her waist with a cryptic smile on his sculpted face. There was a sense of pressure mixed in his manliness that pulled at Cordelia’s conscience.

“Um…” She racked her mind to come up with something. “I am Yelena. Lia is my nickname.”

“Why’d that man know your nickname?”

Cordelia pressed her lips together as her ears reddened and heated up.

“I… I don’t know where he heard it either.” She braced herself to keep lying. “He might have heard my friends call me that when we were in university, so he mimicked them…

“He’s crazy anyway. What a pervert! You did a good job today, darling!” Cordelia flashed Marcus a timid grin. “I’ll make you barbecue ribs and pan-seared salmon tonight as a reward!”

Marcus smiled and stopped pushing the question. Instead, he pulled the girl into his arms and left the hotel with her.

…

The next day, gossip broke out in the office. Everyone either avoided Cordelia once they saw her or whispered comments behind her back.

The moment Cordelia entered the building, she felt their discriminating gazes and guessed that word had gotten around about Jesse being beaten up. It had to do with her anyway, so she was not shirking responsibility. If they did force her into a corner, though, she would not just give in!

“Cordelia, come here!” Her coworker, Annie Ambrose, called her over softly.

Cordelia paused and followed Annie to the corner of the hallway.

Annie was kind and bubbly and was usually the closest to her. Now that something had happened, she was the most concerned for her as well.

“Cordelia.” Annie looked troubled. “Did you hear what people say about you?”

“I know. Is it because Jesse got beaten up?” Cordelia asked directly. “But there was a cause. If the higher-ups want to investigate the case, I’ll—”

her in a hushed voice. “Cordelia,

as he smiled softly at Cordelia. He then turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His gaze was like

guards at the hotel entrance were about to step

commanding presence as well and was now shaking like a leaf. “W-Who… Who

scrambled up from the floor and staggered to

How—How dare you hit

him by his collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as though he was nothing but a

at a disadvantage, so she hurriedly followed him. However, before she could

bruised like a peach as he got on his knees, his hands hugging his head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he could get

“B-Bro! Sir! I was wrong! I

was frosty. “If I see you harassing my wife again, I

widened his eyes in shock. He squirmed on the ground like a worm, his lower jaw nearly dislocated

of liquid under the

“Scram!”

was in as he fled in a panic, nearly

by how pathetic he had ended up being and thought that a tough fight had taken place. She hurried over to check if Marcus was

turned wet as she beamed in relief and snuggled up

asked in a deep

her head

he ran his hand through her long

their eyes met and they broke out

You don’t make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve basically got

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

slightly taken aback when he saw her pull a small recording pen from her pocket. She

better than that

I can give you everything but a status

and help you close

on Cordelia grew more

that critical situation and had even recorded evidence of her harassment. This way, Jesse would not dare act recklessly no matter how much he wanted to pick on

so