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 all aspects. Do you want

her. “We’ll take this

of the car. Black was cool, but she hoped he could pick white. He was already barely smiling

she spoke, she

quietly. He listened as she chattered and giggled like a happy little birdy. His expression suddenly dimmed, and he furrowed his brows. He followed

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

Zephyr stayed silent.

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

Zephyr

clear-headed. She would not accept a marriage where

world, he

“Darling!”

see

Give me your

Zephyr jolted. “Why do

the blank space. “Your signature is needed

“Why mine?”

girl grimaced. “Why are

for you. Of course, it’ll be under your name! Come

and looked at her with a

wrong?

“I…”

smile. “But Cordelia, are you really planning to buy it under

with a confused

it under your name! Hah… Don’t give your all to a man and spend all your money on

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

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

chuckled. “Of course not. I

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

looked at Linda. “Linda,

giggled. “Why are you on the women’s

his chest. “I’ve always been

now!” Linda rolled her eyes

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

“Shoo!”

a bright beam. “Cordelia, I think Nicholas’ right.

a safeguard in your life. Besides, Marcus can

buy it with your name. Everything at home

“Honey…”

grinned dotingly. “I’m

like honey was drizzled on Cordelia’s heart. She held his hand

she rolled her