Married a Secret Billionaire

The fish was dying on the chopping board. She placed the kitchen knife flat and raised it high. Thud! It fell hard. The fish was stunned entirely. She scraped the scales instantly and cut open its belly as its mouth opened and closed slowly.

Marcus chuckled. It was his first time seeing the gory scene of a woman killing a fish, especially a soft woman like Cordelia.

“Why are you here?” Cordelia turned her head after hearing his chuckle. Some strands of hair covered her eyes.

“Why can’t you just buy a dead fish?” he asked gently. “Why bring so much trouble upon yourself by getting a live fish?”

“You’ve got a lot to learn!” Cordelia reasoned. “The dealer might switch the fish if you get them to kill it. They might switch it to a stale, dead fish. That’d be horrible! I’d rather take up the work myself to have my peace of mind!”

Marcus smirked.

The weather had been warm lately. She wore a T-shirt and shorts at home. Her white T-shirt was see-through, showing her bra straps. Meanwhile, her long, fair legs beneath the shorts were right before him. He watched her for a little bit when he suddenly realized his heart was racing. He quickly looked away.

Cordelia adjusted the strap on her apron.

It landed right on her thighs.

Marcus felt his throat tighten. It was rather dry.

The kitchen, apron, her being busy, her naked legs, the sweat dripping on her forehead, and the tip of her nose—all these gave him a strange, tingling feeling.

He took a few deep breaths in to suppress those magical feelings.

He soon realized that he was being extra. The person before him was his wife! Having those feelings would make sense, and it would be legal if he were really to do something to her!

at him. He was

her hands quickly and

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why Karine’s cheeks were swollen, and there was even blood at the

clumsy as Jesse when he

Cordelia was quite popular, kind, and hardworking, even if she

there was no solid proof, they moved

no cameras captured the incident, Fredric

running an errand at a nearby law firm. It was quite a

instantly. As if he was influenced by Josiah, he had a similar tone when he spoke. “Z, your wife is a spicy little missy. The slaps she served

his brow, and a smile appeared on

Cordelia looked a little panicky when she got home the other day. She even asked about the prison sentence for

was not actually scared, yet she

at the little lady who was

He walked in slowly.

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it high. Thud! It fell hard. The

the gory scene of a woman killing a fish, especially a

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