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.

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

Zephyr looked at her. “We’ll take

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

spoke,

suddenly dimmed, and he furrowed his brows.

your garage can’t even compare to this one

Zephyr stayed silent.

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

know.” Zephyr glanced at

and clear-headed. She would not accept a marriage where the disparity between

into his world, he was willing to give up

“Darling!”

of his thoughts to see

here. Give me your

jolted. “Why do you

signing the purchase agreement!” Cordelia pointed at the blank

“Why mine?”

“Why are you

car is for you. Of course, it’ll be under your

and looked at her with a

wrong? Are

“I…”

saved the situation with a smile. “But Cordelia, are you really planning to buy it

frowned with a

mind. “It’s better that you buy it under your name! Hah… Don’t give your all to a man and spend all your money on him! You should look out

and property. It’s better to

right, Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed the

course not. I

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

Linda. “Linda,

Linda giggled. “Why are you on the

his chest.

like a gal pal now!”

hand to place it against his heart. “I swear, I only have you

“Shoo!”

right.

Besides, Marcus can still drive it even when

at her. “Just buy it with

“Honey…”

me.” Zephyr grinned dotingly. “I’m yours

felt like honey was drizzled on Cordelia’s heart. She

first watched with adoration before she rolled her eyes