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…

take it as

injury hasn’t healed yet.

need more exercise with

while

and said, “Alright, I’ll help you down to

not know how to answer him and could only

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

…

eventually woke up at the crack of

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

night, he was filled with

lips, but the sweetness of

He put on a T-shirt and got

I didn’t disturb you this early in the

“What’s the matter?”

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

It

and 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.

asked Marcus,

sincere in front 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

saying that he was able to correct himself, that he was kind and honest, and that he was serving his

was Matthew’s usual trick. With such overwhelming praises,

and honest man would tinker with the plane and harm his

as his grip on the balcony railing

won’t return

miss the chance

skills. Might as well watch what he does and strike his fatal point to

nodded, agreeing with his

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

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

reason the man was not returning

up in a hurry and went to

to reach for the clothes on the floor. However, her left leg prevented her from getting anything, even