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

at her. “We’ll take this one.

grinned sweetly and began discussing the color of the car. Black was cool, but she hoped he could pick white. He was

spoke,

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

in your garage can’t even compare to this one for less than $15,000,

Zephyr stayed silent.

“This one of yours is bold and wise. She’s a cool one. She won’t

know.” Zephyr

was independent and clear-headed. She would not accept a marriage where the disparity between them was this significant. She would definitely keep a distance and leave him

walk into his world, he was willing to

“Darling!”

to see Cordelia waving

here. Give me

jolted. “Why do you

the blank space. “Your signature is needed here, and

“Why mine?”

grimaced. “Why are you

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

lips and looked at

What’s wrong?

“I…”

Nicholas saved the situation with a smile. “But Cordelia, are you really planning to buy it under his name? My advice is that you better

frowned with a confused

name! Hah… Don’t give your all to a man

to put them under your

you, right, Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed the man and

“Of course not. I

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

at Linda. “Linda, convince

today?” Linda giggled. “Why

Nicholas almost hit his

now!” Linda rolled her

heart. “I swear,

“Shoo!”

with a bright beam. “Cordelia, I think Nicholas’ right. I’m not

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

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

“Honey…”

me.” Zephyr grinned dotingly.

heart. She

with adoration before she rolled her eyes at