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.”

sprang up and said, “But

and lower as he continued

descended in the

their heads to look at Marcus, and then they lowered

was getting darker and darker with

I think of it

their marriage, they 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

“Zephyr” had never appeared on

his forehead, and

“We… We just need to find a chance and redo the marriage certificate

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

not?” Josiah replied stubbornly, “Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long

was rendered speechless. He darted a few daggers at

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

finally found the woman of his life, he has to do everything he can to protect her and cherish

he could finish his sentence,

not want to

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

Marcus needed right now was a calm and rational mind. He must not be

Marcus. He finished the red wine in the

and Fredric’s words were playing

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

his father had abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a

any expectations of his marriage, and

until he met

eyebrows were tightly knotted, and his

home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house. Once he stepped into the

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

at her and let

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

not like other nutritious vegetables

kind of medicine that would prolong their life, so she would try her best to persuade

were misted over. He went into the kitchen and

heat. Marcus rested

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

her voice tickling his heart, “What’s

anything but tightened his