Married a Secret Billionaire

“You were at the hotel. Aren’t you curious about what he looks like? You didn’t check him out at the ball?”

“Are you out of your mind?” Cordelia chuckled. “Why would I be curious about him?”

“Weren’t they picking a wife for him at the ball?” he asked. “If you went to the ball, wouldn’t you get ahead if he fell for you? That’d be such a great opportunity!”

Cordelia stopped the work she was doing. She frowned, lifting her eyes to look at him.

“So I’m such a woman to you?”

Marcus was stunned.

His lady was always soft and would always smile at him. It was his first time seeing such a serious Cordelia.

“Marcus, I know who I am. I’m married, I have a husband. I’ve been taking care of our relationship. I’ve been nothing but loyal to our marriage!

“I’ve never thought about clinging to the powerful to get ahead! I don’t care who Mr. Z is. Those men have nothing to do with me! Ever since marrying you, I have had my mind set on being with you for the rest of my life… How dare you say that?”

“No, I…” Marcus felt his throat tighten. He was dying to swallow whatever he had said before!

He always said Josiah was a fool!

Was he not a fool as well?

Marcus started sweating and could not say a word.

Feeling wronged, Cordelia glared at him and turned around to go to the room. Marcus followed like a puppy. When he tried to explain, he saw her carrying his pillow and blanket. She then tossed them on the couch!

He wanted to hold her hand, but his lady shook it off stubbornly and shut the door.

the door

he scratched

on the pillow and blanket. Those things were initially in the

Cordelia’s scent lingered on the pillow and

teeth while tossing and turning and released a

Marcus was stunned too.

was he jealous of Josiah for nothing? The latter had been following him since they were

Marcus picked up the mug and

soft

of her body flirted with

was as soft as cotton candy. She showed a pleasing smile. “I’ll stop if you don’t like me

smirked. He

not that I dislike listening to you talk about your work.” He turned his face to look at her and spoke slowly. “It’s just that you’ve been talking

do you want

organized by the Hamertons? Then

it, and a

Marcus’ eyes dimmed.

give up and continued to ask, “You don’t know

about him?” She glanced at him before getting up to collect the washed clothes on the

that person, nor have I met him. What does his welcome dinner

control Centrolis’ economy. Many socialites went

Aren’t you curious about what he looks like? You didn’t check him out at the

mind?” Cordelia chuckled. “Why would I

they picking a wife for him at the ball?” he asked. “If you went to the ball, wouldn’t you