Married a Secret Billionaire

“Why jump off the car?”

Cordelia took a deep breath and told him everything.

“I drank quite a bit at that time. If I didn’t hear Michael and Jesse’s conversation in advance, I might already…” She bit her lips as tears welled in her eyes.

“Jumping out of the car as self-defense was my only choice in that situation. I couldn’t sit around and wait for my doom and let Josiah take me to the hotel.”

“But do you know how dangerous it is to strangle the driver from the back and jump out of the car recklessly? What if you fell to your death!?”

Cordelia’s heart skipped a beat. She looked up at the man. He looked stern and serious, his dark eyes rather frosty. Although he rarely smiled, he was not often this stern.

She felt kind of wronged. Was she wrong to have done that?

Cordelia looked at him and murmured with a pout, “Would you rather some man take me to the hotel?”

“I just want you to stay alive!” Marcus’ tone was deep.

Cordelia quieted down with her heart thumping. No matter what happened, his wish was for her to stay alive. Warmth gushed into her heart, and she wrapped her arms around him.

“Silly.” Marcus’ tone was still chastising. “Is your innocence more important than your life?”

Cordelia nodded without hesitation.

“You…” Marcus glared at her, but the girl flashed him a naïve and pure smile.

Powerless, he sighed heavily after a long time and told her seriously, emphasizing each word, “Remember, your life matters the most whenever it is.

“This is no longer the ancient traditional times. Women’s chastity isn’t that important, and I’m not one to mind something like this.”

He held her hand and looked into her eyes. He had not spoken loudly, but each word knocked at Cordelia’s heart.

“You’re the only one I mind. I want you to stay alive and live well. Don’t confront danger stubbornly. As long as you’re alive, anything can be exchanged. Understand?”

Cordelia did not agree with what Marcus said but smiled and nodded in order to not make him worry.

“You’re lucky that nothing too bad happened.” Marcus looked at her with a look. “But those superiors of yours, are you planning to let them off the hook so easily?”

Cordelia’s anger flared

she was just

shareholders, and

small employee

felt like her bones were dismantled and reassembled. The pain was

gauze from head to toe. What was even more exaggerated was that her leg was

was stunned when a large hand held hers, and the warmth of it seeped

turned to meet the man’s deep

complex emotions running through them. Worry, frustration, concern, affection… and self-blame. He

buzzing. Other than pain, she could not

“What happened to me?”

her hand in his and

lips were dry, and her throat was so parched—it felt like it was on fire. Her streams of consciousness slowly poured in, and she remembered everything that

kept making her drink and pushed her to Josiah. The latter took her into the car. She

restless and

Marcus consoled her softly. “Everything’s over. As long as you’re

softly, looking at him with her arms stretched for

sat next to her to help her

secure embrace again. Upon listening to the familiar heartbeat, her grievance and fear she had been suppressing were

heart squeezed as he rubbed her

situation once you finished

not to be blamed.” Cordelia pressed her

hardly be avoided in

quiet and felt her calf hurting. She gnashed her teeth, and her expression changed. She looked at her leg

Marcus told her. “This one’s more serious. Aside from this, it’s scrapes everywhere

walk

Marcus chuckled. “I’ll take care of you for the time

care of her? She had experienced his culinary skills. If he were to take care of her, she would

her hands around his waist

a while of

“Hmm?”

jump off the

took a deep breath and told