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…

spacious recliner. The weather was not good today. The fog was thick above the sea far away, seeing

interested in Mr. Z

up to high society if

…

on the wine glass, his joints

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

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

wind stirred from the rotating propellers messed up Marcus’ hair and swept a corner of his shirt up

ecstatically and ran over to Marcus when he saw him. The closer he got, though, the more he realized

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

the man and kept his eyes on Fredric, hoping to get some sort of hint from the

out either, so he silently read and

dryly and tried to strike up a conversation, “Uh, Z… I showed Cordelia’s sales proposal to a few directors under me,

but the latter only glowered darker and glared at

lurched before

the collaboration can happen. Bowfest Foreign

your company’s business matter. Should

Josiah was confused again.

one who arranged for Cordelia to attend the dinner at the Splendor

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

send her a stylist and dress her

wouldn’t your identity

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

licked his lips, looking bewildered. This fellow had not said that previously! Why did he change his mind

even get something this small done! F*cking trash!” Marcus sprang up and glared at him before

Fredric, who was equally lost

up with him?