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…

not good today. The fog was thick above

interested in

if he

…

on the wine glass, his joints becoming

huge reaction from her. Not only had she not allowed him in the bedroom these days, but she was also icy

making him close to losing his mind. If he could go back in time, he would have choked himself

wind stirred from the rotating propellers messed

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

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

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

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

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 praise, saying it’s done professionally. They even said that the person who prepared this

thought that saying these would make Marcus happier, but

lurched before it

Bowfest Foreign Trading’s asking

is your company’s

Josiah was confused again.

“Were you the one who arranged for Cordelia to attend

Jenners at the door and 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 her in

you send her

identity be exposed

out sooner or later! What’s

bewildered. This fellow had not said that previously! Why

Marcus sprang

was dazed for a long time before he looked at Fredric, who was equally lost when Marcus’ back

with him?