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

interested

up to high society if

…

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

from her. Not only had she not allowed him in the bedroom these days, but she was also icy to him. She prepared the meals and cleaned the house as usual but kept a cold and polite distance

him close to losing his mind. If he could

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

he saw him. The closer he got, though, the more he

white truffles and

across from the man and kept his eyes on Fredric, hoping to get some

was just that Fredric could not figure Marcus out either,

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 praise, saying it’s done professionally. They even said that the person who prepared this was a talented individual and wanted to recruit

would make Marcus happier, but

before

happen. Bowfest Foreign Trading’s asking

snapped, “This is your company’s business matter. Should

Josiah was confused again.

asked, “Were you the one who arranged for Cordelia to attend

caught up with the Jenners at the door and could come in for a good

you send her

wouldn’t your identity

find out sooner or later! What’s the

had not said that previously!

small done! F*cking trash!” Marcus sprang

at Fredric, who was equally lost when

up with him?