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.”

and said, “But the real Marcus

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

silence descended in

their heads to look at

was getting darker and darker with each passing

I

for them with their ID cards. The people from the city hall did not check whether the real Marcus was still alive or was already dead

had never appeared on their marriage

center of his forehead, and the veins on

Josiah said softly. “We… We just need

your brain and think? It isn’t something that can be done that easily!” Fredric glared

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

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

the love of your life. Do you

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

he could finish his sentence,

went without saying that he did not want to separate Marcus

were not that easy to deal with. Nobody knew what

needed right now was a calm and rational mind.

the red wine in the

words were playing

marriage. If they wanted to get married, then the marriage must be able to bring profit

and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from

and he had

was until he met

and his mind was

already arrived at his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette

in the kitchen. When she heard Marcus’ voice, she turned her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After

at her and let

he was a child. However, Cordelia kept making yam root for

but he did not like other nutritious vegetables such as carrots, celery, and onions

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

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

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

scent tickled his nostrils. For him, this

voice tickling his heart,

not say anything