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.

this one’s the best from all aspects. Do

“We’ll take this one.

of 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

spoke,

expression suddenly dimmed, and he furrowed his brows. He followed her with his deep gaze, unwilling

in your garage can’t even compare to this

Zephyr stayed silent.

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

Zephyr glanced

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

she could not walk into his world, he was willing to give up everything and

“Darling!”

snapped out of his thoughts to see Cordelia waving at him

here. Give me

Zephyr jolted. “Why do you

the blank

“Why mine?”

girl grimaced. “Why are you asking

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

gulped. He pursed his lips and looked at her with a complicated

wrong? Are you

“I…”

saved the situation with a smile. “But Cordelia, are you

frowned with a confused

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

better to put them

from you, right, Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed the man and gave him a

course not. I think the

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

looked at Linda. “Linda, convince your

giggled. “Why are

my lady!” Nicholas almost hit his chest. “I’ve always been your

a gal pal now!” Linda rolled her

her hand to place it against his heart. “I swear,

“Shoo!”

right. I’m not coming

under your name, it’s a safeguard in your life. Besides, Marcus can still

Zephyr looked at her. “Just buy it with

“Honey…”

Zephyr grinned

drizzled on Cordelia’s heart. She held his hand tightly with

before she rolled her eyes