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.”

sprang up and said, “But the

he

descended in the

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

face was getting darker and darker with each

I think

the Jenners who did everything for them with their ID cards. The people from the city hall

name “Zephyr” had never appeared on their marriage

forehead, and the veins on

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

and think? It isn’t something

not?” Josiah replied stubbornly, “Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long as Z likes her, nothing will be a

a few daggers at him before turning

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

he has to do everything he can to protect her

could finish his sentence,

went without saying that he did not want to separate

Hamertons were not that easy to deal with. Nobody knew what they were fully

Marcus needed right now was a calm and rational mind. He must

wine in

and Fredric’s words were playing

was a kid, he knew that no Hamerton had not any control over their own marriage. If they wanted to get married, then the marriage must be

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

marriage, and he had never tried to get

until he met

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

did not know how it happened, but by the time he realized it, he had already arrived at his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before

around and offered him a sweet smile. After a

and

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

but he did not like other nutritious

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

into

heat. Marcus rested his chin on her

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

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

say anything but tightened his