Married a Secret Billionaire

Cordelia blushed and gave the man’s muscular chest a light push.

“Darling, you’re smart, pretty, and capable. Have you regretted marrying me?”

“What are you saying?” Cordelia glared at him without fear. “Even Giselle can see that I’m guarding you with my life, and you have to ask?!”

“I just don’t feel very confident.” Marcus smiled. “Your sister’s goal is to marry Mr. Z Hamerton, but you…”

“Here you go again!” She pouted. “Can you stop mentioning Mr. Z Hamerton? My ears are bleeding from hearing this name all night! And I think that there’s a big problem with this Mr. Z!”

Marcus raised a brow and looked at her with interest. “What problem?”

“Mr. Z Hamerton, doesn’t it sound pretentious?” Cordelia pursed her lips. “I think he must either have a problem in his head or look ugly!”

Marcus was rendered speechless.

“Ah, darling!” Cordelia looked like she was struck with a realization. “Who knows if he really looks too mature for his age and doesn’t look good? I guess that children from an established family like the Hamertons have a lot of pressure since they’re young. This Mr. Z might have turned bald a long time ago from the immense pressure! He might even have a hormonal imbalance and be fat like a meatball! A bald head and a fat body, so he’d look like 50 when he’s still in his 20s. Right?

“Gosh, if that’s the case… Mr. Z is kind of pitiful. Don’t you think so?”

There was a flurry of expressions on Marcus’ face before he patted Cordelia’s shoulder after some time.

“Honey, let’s go home.”

been to Centrolis before. Have you met Mr. Z in

like

to bet with me, darling? This

back at her

gotten a real

it would be tactless for Oliver to pursue the matter further. Thus, he came up with an excuse and

some effort, Cordelia left the event with Marcus through the

hotel, the night was bright with the moon and scattered stars. The air was fresh

the bushes, blinking

head against Marcus’ shoulder. They strolled slowly, enjoying the rare

that just now?” Marcus

and answered softly, “You mustn’t want Oliver

“How did you know?”

my husband. Of course I know you!” Cordelia stroked the ring on her

was her husband. Of course, she would do everything she could to understand

warmth colored his deep

between husband and wife shouldn’t be disclosed to outsiders too much,” Cordelia said seriously. “After all, I’m only an acquaintance with Mr. Jones. There’s an old

impressed by her. He had always thought that she was naïve and honest, a little

looking at

her ear. “Just thinking that I’ve married

gave the man’s muscular chest a light