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

lower and lower as he continued

descended

heads to look at Marcus, and then they

getting darker and

Why didn’t I think

It was the Jenners who did everything for them with their ID cards. The people from the city

had never appeared on

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

just need

you use your brain and think? It isn’t something that can be done that easily!”

stubbornly, “Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as

was rendered speechless. He darted a few

love of your

has finally found the woman of his life, he has to

he could finish his sentence,

went without saying that he did not

were not that easy to deal with. Nobody knew what they were fully capable

was a calm and rational mind. He must not be

wine in the glass in one gulp and

words were

he was a kid, he knew that no Hamerton had not any control over their own marriage.

from a prestigious family as well. Her family was even on par with the four

expectations of his marriage, and he had never tried to get into a relationship

until

knotted, and his mind was a muddled mess

realized it, he had already arrived at his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house. Once he stepped into the house, he was

heard Marcus’ voice, she turned her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After a

her and

child. However, Cordelia kept making yam root for him in different styles

soup, but he did not like other nutritious vegetables such as carrots, celery,

Cordelia treated them like some kind of medicine that would prolong their life, so she would try her best

over. He went into the kitchen and hugged her

heat. Marcus rested his chin on her

body scent tickled his nostrils. For him, this was

her voice tickling

say anything but