Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 118

“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 the real Marcus

he continued to speak. “So it’s invalid. Because he’s already

descended in

to look at Marcus, and then they

getting darker and darker

I

Jenners who did everything for them with their ID cards. The people from the city hall did not check

never appeared on

and the veins on

matter either,” Josiah said softly. “We… We just need to find a chance and redo the marriage certificate

isn’t something that

Josiah replied stubbornly, “Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long as Z likes

rendered speechless. He darted a few daggers at

of your life. Do you

has finally found the woman of his life, he has

finish his

he did not

not that easy to deal with. Nobody knew what they

a calm and rational

finished the red wine in

and Fredric’s words were playing

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

and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a prestigious

and he had

until he

tightly knotted, and his

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

her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After a short while, she carried a bowl of soup out of the kitchen and told him

and let out a

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

other nutritious vegetables such as

like some kind of medicine that would prolong their life,

eyes were misted over. He went into the kitchen

Marcus rested his chin on her shoulder and

smell of the food mixed with her body scent tickled his nostrils. For

tickling his

say anything but tightened

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