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…

could barely take it as she nagged

leg injury hasn’t healed yet. I need

retorted, “You need more exercise with your leg,

bullying me while I can’t move

you down to walk around

how to answer him

the light shower of rain pitter-pattering on

…

woke up at the

he would sometimes wake up at 4:00 a.m. to work. He would always wake up early, a habit

it, because of Cordelia last night, he was filled with the impulse to sleep in for the

sound asleep and looked endearing. He could not help kissing her lips, but the sweetness of it stirred his urge again. He tried to hold himself back as

of his phone screen lighting up. He put on a T-shirt and got out of bed to go to the balcony

early in the

“What’s the matter?”

a subsidiary under Matthew. All

It was

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

my uncle’s response?” asked Marcus,

of the old man.” Fredric chortled. “Don’t you know your second uncle well enough? Not only did he cry admitting his mistake, but he even knelt down at the family memorial

sneered. He could already imagine how Centrolis’ media would report on Matthew. It would all be positive compliments saying that he was able to correct himself,

was Matthew’s usual trick. With such overwhelming praises, even his grave mistake could be covered

honest man would tinker with the plane

his grip on the

won’t return to Centrolis

miss the chance if you don’t return

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

agreeing

the phone

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

grinned. It seemed that there was another reason the

a hurry and went

reach for the clothes on the floor. However, her left leg prevented her