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 it’s invalid. Because he’s already

descended in

turned their heads to look at Marcus, and then they lowered their

was getting darker and darker with

right… Why didn’t I think of

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

name “Zephyr” had never

pinched the center of his forehead, and the veins on his temples

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

brain and think? It isn’t something that can

won’t accept Cordelia, but

a few daggers at him before turning his

to find the love of your life. Do you know what the most

his life, he has

could finish his

went without saying that he did not want to separate Marcus

to deal with. Nobody knew

right now was a calm and rational mind. He must

going home,” said Marcus. He finished the red wine in the glass in one gulp

words were playing in

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

had abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a prestigious family as well. Her family was even on par with the four large

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

until he met

knotted, and his

took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house. Once he

smile. After

and let out

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

did not like other nutritious vegetables such as carrots,

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

He went into the kitchen and hugged her from the

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

body scent tickled his nostrils. For

asked, her voice tickling his heart,

anything but tightened his