Married a Secret Billionaire

The doors for the wards here were made of special materials. There was an iron door behind a door, and a specialized nurse guarded each ward.

Cordelia remembered how flustered she was when her mother first got sick. In the end, it was her neighbors who helped her bring her here. At that time, when Cordelia saw this prison-like door, she had assumed she would never see her mother again and had cried out helplessly.

“Xyla!” The nurse opened the door and walked over to the woman with a smile on her face. She wrung a hot towel out and placed it on the hand of the woman sitting in the wheelchair. “Good news. Your daughter is here to see you again.”

Cordelia placed the things on the table, and the nurse left afterward, leaving both of them in the ward.

Cordelia picked up a comb and slowly combed through her mother’s hair.

Her mother used to have a delicate face and a head of black hair. Even though she was sick, she was still as beautiful as always. People her age might not look as beautiful as her.

Cordelia smiled and helped her mother to pin her hair with a hairpin.

“Mom, look.” She gave her the mirror and said, “Do you like this hairstyle?”

Xyla’s eyes flickered. She looked at herself in the mirror and raised her head to look at Cordelia.

“You are… Lia?”

Marcus’ face was filled with confidence, and his eyes were glowing when talking about Cordelia.

the same as other women. She is

to give her a seat in the middle of the audience, so she can watch how her man is

be very proud of him and think he was

was brimming with happiness, and he was grinning triumphantly from ear to

the door open and

a long while. After regaining his senses, he looked at Robert and

did not have to pretend anymore. They

fake! You came here, yet you

can do!” Robert laughed. “Couldn’t you see his face? It was so dark that

lifted his glass of wine. He thought for a while and said, “Let’s wish for his success in the match. Just

and looked around before hiding behind the pillar and pulling his phone out. With a low voice, he said, “Mr. Jones, I just saw Marcus coming out of a private

“Well…” He stammered.

the bar. No one else was allowed to enter his private room, so no one else knew what was going on in

“Did you hear what they said

his teeth. “But when Marcus was leaving the private room, I vaguely

moment before asking his men to check for all the boxing

…

mental health hospital in the afternoon. When the nurse

you here to visit your mother