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…

leaned back against the spacious recliner. The weather was not good today. The fog was thick above the sea far

not interested

to high society if he took a liking

…

tightened his hold on the wine glass, his joints becoming white from the

in the bedroom these

to losing his mind. If he could go back in time, he

not far away. The wind stirred from the rotating propellers messed up Marcus’ hair and swept a corner of his shirt up as

The closer he got, though, the more he

white truffles and caviar, but Marcus had not even laid a finger

and kept his eyes

could not figure Marcus out either, so he silently

Z… I showed Cordelia’s sales proposal to a few directors under me, and they showered it with praise, saying it’s done professionally. They even said that the person who prepared this was a talented individual and wanted to recruit her

make Marcus happier, but the latter only glowered darker and glared at

heart lurched before it thumped

Bowfest Foreign

your company’s business

Josiah was confused again.

you the one who arranged for Cordelia to attend the dinner

the Jenners at the door and could come in for

her in. Couldn’t you send her a stylist

identity be

out sooner or later! What’s the difference, sooner or

said that previously! Why did he change

Marcus sprang up and glared

Fredric, who was equally lost when Marcus’ back disappeared

up with him?