Married a Secret Billionaire

Zephyr parked the car outside of the cafe and wiped it down carefully. The car was clean without a speck of dust as it glowed under the sun.

Farther away, Josiah and Frederic stared unblinkingly.

“Freddy, you wanted to study medicine in the past, right?”

“What do you mean?” Frederic was dazed.

“You read medical books before, didn’t you?”

“I did. So?”

“Did those books state what psychiatric patients are like? Is it like him?”

Frederic rolled his eyes.

Zephyr was diligently wiping the car. He was even humming a tune softly. If he had a tail, it would have been wagging triumphantly. Comparing this to the usually impassive Mr. Z Hamerton, he was behaving quite abnormally.

Frederic held back from speaking.

“Say…” Josiah turned and pointed at his head. “Is he really okay here?”

Frederic pressed his lips together but finally cracked a grin.

“Would he drive this kind of car?”

“Why not?” Frederic replied, “As long as Cordelia bought it, he’d drive it even if it’s a tractor!”

“Hah….” Josiah accidentally let out a cackle and quickly covered his mouth.

He remembered Z’s warning for him all the time—he should keep a 500-meter distance from Cordelia and make no noise!

Zephyr had just wiped the windshield when he looked up and saw the two men hiding. When they were discovered, they waved at him with a wince.

“What are you two doing here?”

It was an ordinary sedan—small engine capacity, fuel-efficient, not exactly roomy, and cost less than $15,000.

Not even the Hamertons’ servants would drive this kind of car, but Zephyr liked it very much. It was because Cordelia’s eyes sparkled when she saw the car, and he liked the sparkle in her eyes.

“Honey, what do you think?” Cordelia held his arm.

Zephyr smiled. “As long as you like it.”

“I quite like it, but this is for you. You’ve got to like it too!”

Cordelia knew that men felt more for cars. Cars were like their other wives. She ought to pick one that he would like.

browsed a lot of them and think this one’s the best from

her. “We’ll take this one. I like

could pick white. He was already barely smiling usually, so it would be scarier

spoke, she

watched her quietly. He listened as she chattered and giggled like a happy little birdy. His expression suddenly dimmed, and he furrowed his brows. He followed her with his deep gaze, unwilling to break eye contact for even a

your garage can’t even compare to this one for less

Zephyr stayed silent.

identity will scare her, it’s unnecessary.” Nicholas patted his shoulder. “This one of yours is bold and wise. She’s a cool

Zephyr

a marriage where the disparity between them was this significant. She would definitely keep a distance and

he

“Darling!”

out of his thoughts to see

Give me your

Zephyr jolted. “Why do you

blank space. “Your

“Why mine?”

girl grimaced. “Why are you

be under your name! Come

pursed his lips and looked at her with a complicated

What’s wrong? Are you

“I…”

a smile. “But Cordelia, are you really planning to buy it under his name? My advice

with a

Don’t give your all to a man and spend all your money on him! You should

better to put them under your name.

objection from you, right, Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed the man

chuckled. “Of course not. I think

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

“Linda,

what’s gotten into you today?” Linda giggled. “Why

almost hit his

gal pal now!” Linda

his heart. “I swear, I only have you as my

“Shoo!”

think Nicholas’ right. I’m not coming

safeguard in your life. Besides, Marcus can still drive it even when it’s bought under your

at her. “Just buy it with

“Honey…”

grinned

Cordelia’s heart. She held his hand tightly with

before she rolled