Married a Secret Billionaire

Fredric grinned. It seemed that there was another reason the man was not returning to Centrolis just yet…

Marcus hung up in a hurry and went to the bedroom.

Cordelia was wrapped up in the blanket as she tried to reach for the clothes on the floor. However, her left leg prevented her from getting anything, even when her face was red from exertion.

Marcus went in and picked up the clothes on the floor before carefully draping them over her.

Cordelia glanced at him and lowered her head shyly. Her gaze at him was different from the past now. She had entirely transformed into a darling wife who was attached to her husband.

Marcus stroked her burning cheek gently and asked, “Are you still in discomfort?”

Cordelia nodded almost unnoticeably before smiling and snuggling into his chest.

“Sorry.” Marcus rubbed her hair and spoke softly by her ear. “But… I’ll know what to do the next time.”

She punched him and whined. “Alright, stop it!”

With his arms around her, Marcus laughed heartily.

“Sleep a bit more. I’ll go make breakfast.” He volunteered. “What do you feel like having?”

“Anything?” Cordelia blinked her big eyes. “Hmm… I don’t really have an appetite. Just make me some pasta.”

“Sure, I’ll add some protein. Let’s make pasta and chicken.”

“Chicken this early in the morning?”

“You worked hard last night.” Marcus smirked. “To replenish you!”

Cordelia flushed as she pummeled him softly. “Stop it! You’re not listening!”

…

The next few days, Cordelia realized that Marcus had not been joking with what he had said.

Her leg injury inconvenienced her movements, so the man took it as an excuse to carry her around daily. She could have used the crutches, but he forbade it. He carried her from the moment she woke up in the morning until she went to bed at night, then…

it as she

leg injury hasn’t healed yet. I

“You need more exercise with

while I can’t

help you down to

did not know how to answer him and could only respond shyly following

her eyes, listening to the light shower of rain pitter-pattering on the window and feeling the man’s passionate kisses…

…

at the

when he was at the Hamertons’, he would sometimes wake up at 4:00 a.m. to work. He would always wake

he was

and looked endearing. He could not help kissing her lips, but the sweetness of it stirred his urge again. He

caught a glimpse of his phone screen lighting up. He put

early in the morning?” Fredric

“What’s the matter?”

and took back a subsidiary under Matthew. All the Hamertons are saying that you’re the one behind

smiled. It was him

there was a flaw in Matthew’s accounts, no matter how perfect he fabricated them. Besides, there were many people in the Hamertons—lots more who were more courageous than Matthew. His grandfather was aged but not senile. His punishment for Matthew was actually a warning to the others with

asked

Not only did he cry admitting his

media would report on Matthew. It would all be positive compliments saying that he was able to correct himself, that he

With such overwhelming praises, even his

how could the outsiders believe that such a kind and honest man would tinker

expression was dark as his grip

won’t return

paused. “Won’t you miss the chance if

now with his award-winning acting skills. Might as well watch what he does and strike

agreeing with his

the phone just then. “Marcus? Darling… where are

was soft and languid with a hint of a whine. Even through the phone call, Fredric was astonished by it—what was more, Marcus, who faced her every day.

there was another reason the man

hurry

wrapped up in the blanket as she tried to reach for the clothes on the floor. However, her left leg prevented