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

injury hasn’t healed yet. I need

more exercise

while I

I’ll help you down to walk

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

closed her eyes, listening to the light shower of rain pitter-pattering on

…

up at the

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

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

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.

phone screen lighting up. He put on

hope I didn’t disturb you this early in the

“What’s the matter?”

back a subsidiary under

It was him

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

response?” asked Marcus, lowering his

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 hall and reflected himself to

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

such overwhelming praises, even his grave mistake could be covered

kind and honest man would tinker with the plane and harm

dark as his grip

return

the chance if you don’t return

watch what he does and strike his fatal point to beat him and his lackeys

nodded, agreeing with

phone just then. “Marcus? Darling… where

through the phone call, Fredric was astonished by it—what was more,

another reason the man was not returning to

a hurry

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