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

injury hasn’t healed yet.

more exercise with your leg,

me while I

I’ll help you down to walk around since your

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

on the window and feeling the man’s

…

up at the crack of

up at 4:00 a.m. to work.

spite of it, because of Cordelia last night, he was filled with the impulse to

He could not help kissing her lips, but the sweetness of it stirred his urge again. He tried to hold himself back as he thought about last night’s frenzy. She must be

He put on a T-shirt and got out

you this early in the

“What’s the matter?”

out recently and took back a subsidiary under Matthew. All the Hamertons are saying that

It was him

how perfect he fabricated them. Besides, there were many people in the Hamertons—lots more who were more courageous than Matthew. His grandfather was

response?” asked Marcus,

know your second uncle well enough? Not only did he cry admitting his mistake, but he even knelt down at the

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

trick. With such overwhelming praises, even his

kind and honest man would tinker

expression was dark as his grip on the balcony

return to Centrolis

miss the chance if you

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

agreeing with his

soft voice sounded from the phone just then. “Marcus? Darling… where

languid with a hint of a whine. Even through the phone call, Fredric was astonished by it—what was more, Marcus, who

reason the man was

up in a hurry and went to the

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