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.”

“But

Fredric’s voice was getting lower and lower as he continued to speak. “So it’s

silence descended in

their heads to look at Marcus,

getting darker and

I

did everything for them with their ID cards. The

name “Zephyr” had never appeared

forehead, and

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

isn’t something that can be

won’t accept Cordelia, but as long

a few daggers at him before turning his head

the love of your life. Do you know what the most precious thing in our

Z has finally found the woman of his life, he has to do everything he can to protect

finish his sentence,

without saying that he did not want to separate Marcus and Cordelia

the Hamertons were not that easy to deal

a calm and rational mind. He must

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

words were playing in his

any control over their own marriage.

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

have any expectations of his marriage, and he had never tried

until he

tightly knotted, and his mind was a muddled mess

by the time he realized it, he had already arrived at his home. He took one last

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

at her and let out a

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

nutritious vegetables such as

of medicine that would prolong their life, so she would try her best to persuade him to eat

over. He went into the kitchen and hugged her from

heat. Marcus rested

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

her voice tickling his heart, “What’s

not say anything but