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.”

said, “But the

Fredric’s voice was getting lower and lower as he continued to speak.

silence descended in the

their heads to look at Marcus, and then

face was getting darker and

Why didn’t I think of it

were not 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 or was already dead

never appeared on their marriage

of his forehead, and the veins on his temples were

either,” Josiah said softly. “We… We just need to find a chance and

think? It isn’t something that can be done that easily!” Fredric glared

Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long as Z likes her, nothing will be

was rendered speechless. He darted a few daggers at him before turning

continued. “You don’t know anything, Freddy. It isn’t that easy to find the love of your life.

of his life, he has to do everything he can to protect her and cherish her—

finish his sentence, Fredric covered his

did not want to

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

needed right now was a calm and rational mind. He

Marcus. He finished the red wine in the glass

were playing in

he knew that no Hamerton had not any control over their own marriage. If they wanted to get married, then the marriage must be able to bring profit

abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a prestigious family as well. Her family was even on par with the four

any expectations of his marriage, and he had never tried

until he met

his mind was

his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house. Once he stepped into the house, he was welcomed by the aroma of

sweet smile. After a short while, she carried a bowl of

looked at her and let out a

fact, he hated yam root since he was a child. However, Cordelia kept making yam root for him in different styles and telling

other nutritious vegetables such as carrots, celery, and onions

prolong their life,

eyes were misted over. He went into the

heat. Marcus rested his chin on her shoulder

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

voice tickling his heart,

say anything but tightened his