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

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

silence descended

turned their heads to look at Marcus, and

darker and darker with

didn’t I think of

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

the name “Zephyr” had never appeared

the center of his forehead, and the

doesn’t matter either,” Josiah said softly. “We… We just need to find a chance and redo the marriage

your brain and think? It isn’t something that can be done

accept Cordelia, but as long as Z likes her, nothing will

darted a few daggers at him before

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

the woman of his life, he has to do

his sentence, Fredric

he did not want

Hamertons were not that easy to deal with. Nobody

a calm and rational mind. He must not

finished the red wine in the glass in one gulp and

Fredric’s words were

marriage. If they wanted to get

woman, Zennie’s mother came from

he did not have any expectations of his marriage, and he

was until he

tightly knotted, and his mind was a muddled mess right

happened, but by the time he 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 welcomed

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

and

kept making yam root for him in different styles

did not like other nutritious vegetables such as carrots, celery,

that would prolong their life, so she would

eyes were misted over. He went into the

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

the food mixed with her body scent tickled his nostrils.

voice tickling his heart,

say anything but tightened his