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…

weather was not good today. The fog was thick above the sea far away, seeing no end like the knot in

you not interested in

society if he

…

on the wine glass,

had she not allowed him in the bedroom these days, but she was also icy to him. She prepared the meals and cleaned the house as

his mind. If he could go back in time, he

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

to Marcus when he saw him. The closer he got,

ordered the hotel to prepare white truffles and caviar, but Marcus had

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

Fredric could not figure Marcus out

handle 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

these would make Marcus happier, but the latter only glowered darker and

heart lurched before it

Foreign Trading’s asking

snapped, “This is your company’s

Josiah was confused again.

the one who arranged for Cordelia to

you wanted? So she wouldn’t get caught up with the Jenners at the door and could come in for a good

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

identity be

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

fellow had not said that previously! Why did he change his mind

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

looked at Fredric, who

with him?