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!

that he stood there quietly, Cordelia stood up straight to look at him. He was blushing and panting a little

was stunned. She wiped her hands quickly and

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blood at the corner of

as clumsy as Jesse when he was

very soon thought of Cordelia when they connected the dots. However, as Cordelia was quite popular, kind, and hardworking,

that there was no solid proof, they moved on pretty

cameras captured the incident, Fredric

firm. It was quite

similar tone when he spoke. “Z, your wife is a spicy little missy. The slaps she served were

raised his brow, and a smile

the other day. She even asked about the

not actually scared, yet she braved

His eyes softened as he looked at the little lady who was busy working in

He walked in slowly.

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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

chuckled. It was his first time seeing the gory scene of a woman killing a fish,

her head after hearing his chuckle. Some strands of