“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 real Marcus

he continued to speak. “So it’s

silence descended

at

getting darker and darker with

right… Why didn’t I

did everything for them with their ID cards. The people

“Zephyr” had never appeared

and the veins on his temples were

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

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

not?” Josiah replied stubbornly, “Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long as

a few daggers at

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

found the woman of his life, he has

his sentence, Fredric covered his

without saying that he did not want to

easy to deal with. Nobody knew what they

a calm and rational mind. He must not be

red wine in the glass in one

words were playing in

control over their own marriage. If

had abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a prestigious family

did not have any expectations of his marriage, and he had never

until he met

and his mind was

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

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

at her and let out a

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

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

their life, so she would try her best to

over. He went into the kitchen

off the heat. Marcus rested his

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

She asked, her voice tickling his

anything

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