Married a Secret Billionaire

Marcus did not notice the subtle change of expression on her. He played with her hair and said softly. “I’ll be busy the next few days. I won’t be home, so take good care of yourself.”

“What?” Cordelia was shocked. She looked at him with her eyes widened.

“What is it that you’re gonna do?”

“I have a competition,” said Marcus flatly. “I’ll be focused on my training these days, so I can’t come home every day.”

“Oh.” Cordelia was slightly disappointed but nodded and continued leaning on him.

Marcus could no longer hold back after falling into silence for a moment. He chuckled. “That’s it? Aren’t you going to ask why I can’t come home every day?

“I heard other people’s wives aren’t like that with their husbands.” His sharp brows were raised.

“Those women are very tense. They’ll call their husbands even if they get home slightly later. But you… are not like them!”

“But you told me you’re going to a competition.” The lady’s voice was coquettish. “Apart from giving you my full support, what else can I say?”

Marcus was intrigued. He smiled and pulled her shoulder over to him.

Cordelia hugged him tighter, sticking her tiny face on his chest. With a coquettish voice, she asked. “Will you really…not come home every day?”

“Yes.”

“How many days, then?”

a week, so I’ll be in intense training for five

home every

phone and showed Marcus all of the texts that

he’s actually asking about you.” She was smart. “Also, he gave me five sales when I was promoted to supervisor.

He knew

especially so after showing

like Oliver might

not get someone who would expose himself so easily! However, if Matthew found out that he was in Jangasas instead of Melorian, he might be

kind and pure. She was definitely

had to protect

very strange, but I can’t figure out what’s his reason for doing that. Why does he want to know about you?” Cordelia frowned. “Hubby, did you offend someone who knows Oliver? That’s

old life. I no longer talk to those people, so

worry either. I

“What?” He was surprised.

He wanted to send me home, so I told him I was taking the train… No matter what, I’m not a fool

her. He was willing to have his freedom stripped away from him for the

important waiting for

of the shower. They leaned on each other on the couch intimately. She had her nose near his neck as the scent

the tantalizing thoughts that she had. She

hair and said softly. “I’ll be