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.

a lot of them and think this one’s the best from all aspects. Do you want to test drive it,

looked at her. “We’ll take this

the car. Black was cool, but she hoped he could pick white. He was already barely smiling usually, so it would be scarier if he drove a black

she spoke, she

suddenly dimmed, and

your garage can’t even compare to this

Zephyr stayed silent.

unnecessary.” Nicholas patted his shoulder. “This one of yours is bold and

know.” Zephyr glanced

not be scared away, but she was independent and clear-headed. She would not accept a marriage where the disparity between

he

“Darling!”

out of his thoughts to see Cordelia waving at him with a

here. Give me

jolted. “Why

agreement!” Cordelia pointed at the blank space. “Your signature is needed here,

“Why mine?”

grimaced. “Why are you asking

course, it’ll be under your name! Come on, give me your

pursed his lips and

What’s wrong? Are you

“I…”

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

frowned with a confused

his mind. “It’s better that you buy it under your name! Hah… Don’t give your all to a man and

cars and property. It’s better to put them under your name.

right, Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed

course not.

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

“Linda, convince

giggled. “Why are

his

a gal pal now!” Linda rolled her eyes

heart. “I swear, I only

“Shoo!”

shoulders with a bright beam. “Cordelia, I think Nicholas’ right. I’m not coming in between you and Marcus! I told you before women should

a safeguard in your life. Besides, Marcus can

right, darling.” Zephyr looked at her. “Just buy it with your name. Everything at home should be

“Honey…”

grinned dotingly. “I’m

felt like honey was drizzled on Cordelia’s heart. She held his hand tightly with a gentle

adoration before she rolled her