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…

was thick above the

you not interested in Mr.

to high society if he took a

…

on the wine glass, his joints becoming

the bedroom

close to losing his mind. If he could go

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

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

the hotel to prepare white truffles and caviar, but

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

just that Fredric could not figure Marcus out either, so he

under me, and they showered it with praise, saying it’s

would make Marcus happier, but the

lurched before it thumped

say that the collaboration can happen. Bowfest Foreign Trading’s asking me to meet too. Z, should

your company’s business matter. Should I

Josiah was confused again.

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…

had already got her in. Couldn’t you send her a

wouldn’t your identity be exposed

sooner or later! What’s the difference,

said that previously!

done! F*cking trash!” Marcus

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

up with