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 is

was getting lower and lower as he continued to speak. “So

descended

their heads to look at Marcus, and then they lowered

face was getting darker and darker

I think of

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

“Zephyr” had never appeared on their marriage

center of his forehead, and

matter either,” Josiah said softly. “We… We just need to

isn’t something

Cordelia, but as long as Z

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

Freddy. It isn’t that easy to find the love of

he has

he could finish his sentence,

went without saying that he did not want

not that easy to deal

was a calm and rational

Marcus. He finished the red wine in the glass

words were playing in

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

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

marriage, and he had never tried to get into a relationship

until he

were tightly knotted, and his mind was a muddled mess right

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

When she heard Marcus’ voice, she turned her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After a short while, she carried a bowl of soup out of the kitchen and

and

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

he did not like other nutritious vegetables such

them like some kind of medicine that would prolong their life, so she

were misted over. He went into the kitchen and hugged her from

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

scent tickled his nostrils. For him, this was the most

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

say anything but tightened his