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…

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

not interested

shoot up to high society if

…

tightened his hold on the wine glass,

Not only had she not allowed him in the bedroom these days, but she

calm and collected, making him close to losing his mind. If he could go back in time,

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

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

specifically ordered the hotel to prepare white truffles and caviar, but Marcus had not even laid a finger on

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

out either, so

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

make Marcus happier, but

before

assistants say that the collaboration can happen. Bowfest Foreign Trading’s

is your company’s business

Josiah was confused again.

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

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

had already got her in. Couldn’t you send

wouldn’t your identity be exposed

later! What’s the difference, sooner

bewildered. This fellow had not said that previously!

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

looked at Fredric, who

up with him? Hormonal