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.”

said, “But the

Fredric’s voice was getting lower and lower as he continued to

descended in

to look at Marcus, and then they

was getting darker and darker with

right… Why didn’t I think of

their marriage, they were not 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 Marcus

“Zephyr” had never appeared

his forehead, and the

Josiah said softly. “We… We just

your brain and think? It isn’t something

replied stubbornly, “Yes, the Hamertons won’t accept Cordelia, but as long as Z likes her, nothing will

few daggers at him before turning his head

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

the woman of his life, he has to

his sentence, Fredric covered

that he did not want to separate Marcus and Cordelia

easy to deal with. Nobody knew what

calm and rational mind. He must not

Marcus. He finished the red wine

Fredric’s words were

had not any control over their own marriage. If they wanted to get married, then the marriage must be able to bring profit to their

though his father had abandoned his mother and married another woman, Zennie’s mother came from a

expectations of his marriage, and he had never

was until

eyebrows were tightly knotted, and his mind

had already arrived at his home. He took one last drag from his cigarette before entering the house. Once he stepped into the house, he was welcomed by the aroma

here and there in the kitchen. When she heard Marcus’ voice, she turned her head around and offered him a sweet smile. After a short while, she carried a bowl of soup out of the kitchen and

her and let out a

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

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

their life, so she would try her best to persuade

into the kitchen and hugged her from

the heat. Marcus rested his chin on her shoulder

scent tickled his nostrils. For him, this was the

her voice tickling his heart, “What’s the

anything but tightened