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 the real Marcus

he continued to speak.

descended in

at Marcus, and then

and

I think

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

name “Zephyr” had never appeared on their

his forehead, and the veins on

but 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 done that

Cordelia, but as long as

was rendered speechless. He darted a few daggers

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

has to do everything he can to protect

he could finish his

he did not want to

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

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

Marcus. He finished the red wine in the glass in one gulp

words were

not any control over their own marriage. If they wanted to

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

did not have any expectations of his marriage, and he had never tried to get into a relationship

was until he

eyebrows were tightly knotted, and his mind was a

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

After a short while, she carried a bowl of soup out of the kitchen and told him to wash his hands as the dinner was

looked at her and

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

nutritious vegetables such as carrots, celery,

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

were misted over. He went into the

was stunned for a moment and turned off the heat. Marcus

his nostrils. For him,

voice tickling his

did not say anything