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

injury hasn’t healed yet. I

retorted, “You need more exercise with your

bullying me while

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

answer him and could only

to the light shower of rain pitter-pattering on the window

…

at the crack

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

was filled with the impulse to sleep in for

her lips, but the sweetness

phone screen lighting up. He put on a T-shirt and got out

this early in the morning?” Fredric asked in

“What’s the matter?”

has been lashing out recently and took back a subsidiary under Matthew. All the Hamertons are saying that you’re

It

Hamertons—lots more

asked Marcus,

only did he cry admitting his mistake, but

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

Matthew’s usual trick. With such overwhelming praises, even his

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

as his

won’t return

“Won’t you miss the

Might as well watch

agreeing with his

voice sounded from the phone just

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

was another reason the

in a hurry and

the floor. However, her left leg prevented her from getting