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

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

silence descended in the

their heads to look at Marcus, and then they

face was getting darker and darker with each

didn’t I

were not there. It was the Jenners who did everything for them with their ID cards. The people from the city hall did not

name “Zephyr” had never appeared on their

of his forehead, and

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

brain and think? It isn’t something that

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

speechless. He darted a few daggers at him before turning his head

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

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

could finish his

not want

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

right now was a calm and rational mind. He must

the red wine in the glass in one gulp and

Fredric’s words were playing

he knew that no Hamerton had not any control over their own marriage. If they wanted to get married,

married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from

his marriage, and he had never

until

knotted, and his

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

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

looked at her and let out

making yam root for

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

their life, so she would try her best

over. He went into the kitchen

a moment and turned off the heat. Marcus rested his chin on

her body scent tickled his nostrils. For him,

asked, her voice tickling

say anything but tightened