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.”

up and said, “But the real Marcus

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

silence descended in the

to look at Marcus, and then

face was getting darker and darker with each passing

didn’t I think

were registering 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 was still alive

never appeared on their

and the veins on

We just need to

isn’t something that can be done that easily!” Fredric glared at

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

darted a few daggers at him before turning

find the love of your life. Do you know what

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

his sentence, Fredric covered

did not

easy to deal with. Nobody

was a calm and

He finished the red wine in the glass in one gulp and left

were playing in his

control over their own marriage. If they wanted to get married, then the

father had abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a prestigious family as well. Her family was even on

did not have any expectations of his marriage, and he had never tried to

was until he met

knotted, and his mind

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

was rushing here and there in the kitchen. When she heard Marcus’ voice, she turned her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After a short while, she

and let out

kept making yam root for him in different styles and telling

he did not like other nutritious vegetables such

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

were misted over. He went into the kitchen and

was stunned for a moment and turned off the heat. Marcus rested his chin on her shoulder and took a deep

his nostrils. For him, this was the most wonderful

asked, her voice tickling his heart, “What’s

say anything