Married a Secret Billionaire

“It’s okay, honey. If you don’t like it, you can just quit. I can take care of you!”

Marcus chuckled and looked at her without saying anything.

Cordelia turned her eyes around and caressed his cheek. “But my husband doesn’t need to rely on a woman. He’s a man. It’s just that he’s a bit tired right now. After he has enough rest, I’m sure he’ll become great again—”

Before Cordelia could finish her sentence, Marcus landed a kiss on her lips.

She was stunned for a moment, and her heart leaped into a gallop. Marcus was more enthusiastic today. As he deepened the kiss, he took off her clothes…

“Don’t!” Cordelia huffed. She placed her hands on his chest and said, “I still have one more dish…”

But he could not wait any longer. He carried her into their room and closed the door with his leg.

Cordelia clutched at him tightly.

“Cordelia…” His voice was hoarse. “Why don’t we have a baby?”

After everything had ended, Marcus stood on the balcony, his large stature merging into the boundless dark sky. He took another cigarette and stomped on the cigarette but on the floor.

‘What would you do if you found out that your husband is rich one day?’

‘We’re two different people from two different worlds, so I’d break up with him.’

‘From the perspective of the law, your marriage is invalid. Cordelia is Marcus’ wife, but you’re Zephyr.’

His heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed the railing so tightly that his knuckles were turning white.

He turned his head around. Cordelia was sleeping soundly right now. When he thought of her reaction just now, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

‘If we have a child, everything will be different, right?’

Marcus took a deep breath.

He experienced a lot of things when he was in the Hamertons, and he even survived a plane crash.

But right now, there was a sense of fear tugging at the back of his mind. He was getting more and more afraid of losing her.

Fredric did not dare to raise his head as he did not want to face Marcus’ piercing gaze.

After a long while of silence, he stammered, “Z, you’re not the true Marcus. You’re just using his identity. Since you’re using his ID card, you also registered your marriage with his ID card.

“So from the perspective of the law, the one who married Cordelia is Marcus, not Zephyr.”

and said, “But the real Marcus

lower and lower as he continued to speak. “So it’s

silence descended in

to look at

face was getting darker and darker with each

right… Why didn’t I think of it

there. It was the Jenners who did everything for them with their ID cards. The people from the city hall did not check whether the real Marcus was still alive

“Zephyr” had never appeared

the center of his forehead, and the veins on his temples

said softly. “We… We just need

It isn’t something that can be

“Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long as Z likes her,

speechless. He darted a few daggers at him

that easy to find the love of your life. Do

life, he has to

finish his sentence, Fredric covered his

without saying that he did not want to

that easy to deal with. Nobody knew what

Marcus needed right now was a calm and rational mind. He

said Marcus. He finished the red wine in the glass in one gulp and left the

Fredric’s words were playing in

their own marriage. If they

came from a prestigious family as well. Her family

not have any expectations of his marriage, and he

until

knotted, and his mind was a muddled mess right

already arrived at his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house.

turned her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After a short while, she carried a bowl of soup out of the kitchen and told him to wash his hands as the dinner

at her and let out a

hated yam root since he was a child. However, Cordelia kept making yam root for him in

nutritious vegetables such

their life, so she would try her

went into the kitchen

turned off the heat. Marcus rested his chin on her shoulder and took

food mixed with her body scent tickled his nostrils. For him, this was the most wonderful smell in

asked, her voice tickling

say anything but tightened