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

he had his eyes on the pillow and blanket. Those things were initially in the bedroom! But

laid on them. Cordelia’s scent lingered on the pillow and blanket. He could smell

tossing and turning and released a heavy

Marcus was stunned too.

obvious? Why was he jealous of Josiah for nothing? The

and took a

tiny, soft

her body

candy. She showed a pleasing smile. “I’ll stop if you don’t like

smirked. He felt better

talk about your work.” He turned his face to look at her and spoke

her eyes. “Who do you want me

the Hamertons? Then I’m sure you heard

it, and a light shake of

Marcus’ eyes dimmed.

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

up to collect the washed clothes on the balcony. She started

I met him. What does his welcome dinner have anything to

he’s powerful. The Hamertons control Centrolis’ economy. Many socialites went

Aren’t you curious about what he

your mind?” Cordelia chuckled. “Why would I

you went to the