Married a Secret Billionaire

The next day, it was a weekend, so Cordelia went shopping, hooking arms with Marcus.

Marcus had never been interested in shopping, but the girl insisted on buying him fitted clothes. They shopped around for some time before finally deciding on a luxury brand of menswear. Cordelia pulled him there happily.

Even when Marcus kept emphasizing that his job was as a boxing instructor, Cordelia wanted him to try the tailor-made suit.

“Even if you’re an instructor, you could use a suit too!” She looked at him seriously and chuckled, saying, “The suit looks nice, and it’s free to try it on. Put it on for me!”

Unable to stop her from getting her way, Marcus could only go to the fitting room with the suit.

When he came out, Cordelia’s eyes bulged. The man was always wearing T-shirts and jeans or sportswear. This was her first time seeing him dressed properly. She did not expect her husband to look so good in a suit!

Marcus was slightly over six feet. He was tall and well-built with almost perfect proportions. He was basically a walking mannequin. The suit looked like it was made for him as it accentuated his figure and made him look fine and handsome.

In addition to his manly features, Cordelia felt he was a hundred times better looking than the models in magazines!

She felt the suit and thought the fabric and workmanship were rather detailed. Marcus looked great in it too. However, when she saw the price tag, she felt her heart jolt. Nonetheless, she smiled at the sales assistant and told them she wanted the suit.

Her subtle change of expression did not escape Marcus’ eyes. A rush of emotion came to him.

The suits he used to wear were limited haute couture from top international brands. The best designers personally measured and tailored the suits for him.

were basically cheap

pour the bucket of cold water on her seeing how bright her smile was. His gaze took on some

she paid, chattering, “You look so handsome in it! I know now. I’ll get you shirts and a few nice

stopped talking and stayed

and adjusted to a comfortable position to

pressure. I’m not the kind of person who must get rich. It doesn’t matter how much money you make as long as we make ends meet.

He nodded seriously.

don’t do anything dangerous.” Cordelia pressed her lips together. “I’m referring to your contests and stuff. Don’t push yourself too much. We don’t need those cash prizes! Anyway, I can only support you 100% with

“Third…”

said softly after stalling for some time, “If you have

in this time and

red like an apple as she buried her head into his chest and punched him

others from touching you anyway!

don’t agree, I won’t let you go to work! Stay right here at

act fierce. Marcus was suddenly filled with affection for her. He hugged her tightly and promised seriously in a whisper next to her

and fell asleep in his arms not too long later. She even had an

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a weekend, so Cordelia went shopping, hooking arms

but the girl insisted on buying him fitted clothes. They shopped around for some time before finally deciding on a

was as a boxing instructor, Cordelia wanted him to try the tailor-made