Married a Secret Billionaire

Fredric glanced at him cryptically. “Since when has he been normal ever since he met Cordelia?”

…

Cordelia blanked out the whole day, staring at the computer. Not even a word flashed on the sales report. It even took her a while to snap out of herself when Annie called for her.

“What’s wrong?” Annie packed up while she looked at her. “It’s time to get off work, and you’re still sitting here!”

Cordelia seemed a little tranced. When she snapped her head up, everyone in the office except her and Annie had left. Even Annie had turned off her computer, getting ready to leave.

“Cordelia, you don’t look too good recently.” She asked in concern, “Did something happen? Did you fight with your husband?”

“No.” Cordelia forced a smile. “Just a little misunderstanding.”

“Since it’s a small misunderstanding, just explain it,” Annie said with a smile. “I always hear my mom say that couples who always bicker have better relationships. Spouses fight and make up… all in the same bed!”

Cordelia froze and chuckled awkwardly. She had gotten married, yet her cherry had still not been popped. Same bed? Hah…

She suddenly raised a brow, thinking about this. Was this related to what Marcus had said the other day? She did not let him touch her despite how long they had been married. Any normal man would be unable to take it.

That was why he suspected her and brought up some Mr. Hamerton so she could fly high for no reason.

Cordelia bit her lips. The guilt that seeped into her washed away the disappointment and grievances she felt these few days. She was actually responsible as well, as she did not fulfill a wife’s duty.

They could… tonight…

Cordelia blushed as her heart thumped wildly. She was going to go home when Jesse came toward her.

“Cordelia, stay back for a moment!”

At the top floor of Regalia Hotel…

not good today. The fog was thick above the sea

not interested in Mr. Z

high society if he took

…

glass, his joints becoming white

such a huge reaction from her. Not only had she not allowed him in the bedroom

always calm and collected, making him close to losing his mind. If he could go back in time, he would have choked himself without a

helipad not far away. The wind stirred from the rotating propellers messed up Marcus’

to Marcus when he saw him. The closer he got,

prepare white truffles and caviar, but Marcus had not

sat on the chair across from the man and kept

not figure Marcus out either, so he silently

handle this quiet and oppressed mood. He chuckled dryly and tried to strike up a conversation, “Uh, Z… I showed Cordelia’s sales proposal to a few directors under me, and they showered it with

thought that saying these would make Marcus happier, but the latter only

lurched before it thumped

happen. Bowfest Foreign Trading’s asking me to meet too. Z,

“This is your company’s business matter. Should I be

Josiah was confused again.

one who arranged for Cordelia to

the Jenners at the door and could come in for a good meal and a good rest… as long as she didn’t see you. That’s why I sent someone to put her

in. Couldn’t you send her a stylist

identity be exposed

later! What’s the difference, sooner or

had not said that previously! Why did he change his

done! F*cking trash!” Marcus sprang up and glared at

Fredric, who was equally lost when Marcus’ back disappeared in their field of

with him? Hormonal