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…

fog was thick above the sea far away, seeing no end

not interested in

high society if he took a liking

…

glass, his joints becoming white

to joke with her but did not expect such a huge reaction 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

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

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

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

the hotel to prepare white truffles and caviar, but

this time. He quietly sat on the chair across from the man and kept his eyes on Fredric,

could not figure Marcus out either, so he silently read and sipped on

was unable to 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

make Marcus happier, but the latter only

before it

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

company’s business matter. Should

Josiah was confused again.

you the one who arranged for

the door and could come in for a good meal and a

snarled, “You had already got her in. Couldn’t you send her a stylist and dress

identity

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

not said that previously! Why did

F*cking trash!” Marcus sprang

Fredric, who was equally lost when Marcus’

with him? Hormonal