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

interested

society if he took

…

hold on the wine glass, his joints becoming white

joke with her but did not expect such a huge reaction from her. Not only had she not allowed him in the bedroom

him close to losing his mind. If he

stirred from the rotating propellers messed up Marcus’ hair and swept a corner

when he saw him. The closer he got, though, the more he realized that the guy did not

truffles and caviar, but Marcus had not

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

was just that Fredric could not figure Marcus out either, so he silently read and

conversation, “Uh, Z… I showed Cordelia’s sales proposal to a few directors under me, and they showered it with praise, saying it’s

Marcus happier, but the latter only glowered darker

lurched before

Foreign Trading’s asking me to meet too.

snapped, “This is your company’s business

Josiah was confused again.

one who arranged for Cordelia to attend the dinner at

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

her in. Couldn’t you send her a stylist and dress her up for the

wouldn’t your identity be

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

looking bewildered. This fellow had not said that previously! Why did he change his mind all of

something this small done! F*cking trash!” Marcus sprang up

time before he looked at Fredric, who

with him? Hormonal