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

not interested

up to high society if he

…

glass,

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

his mind. If he could go back in time, he would have choked himself

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

over to Marcus when he saw him. The closer he got, though, the

truffles and caviar, but Marcus had

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

Fredric could not figure Marcus out either, so he silently read 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

would make Marcus happier, but the latter

before it

Foreign Trading’s asking

is your company’s business matter. Should I

Josiah was confused again.

for

with the Jenners at the door and could come in for a good meal and a good rest…

you send her a stylist and dress her

identity be

later! What’s the difference, sooner

had not said that previously! Why did he

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

a long time before he looked at Fredric, who was equally lost when

with him?