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.

the

her. “We’ll take this one. I like

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

spoke,

He listened as she chattered and giggled like a happy little birdy. His expression suddenly dimmed, and he furrowed his brows. He followed her with his deep gaze, unwilling to break eye contact for even

even compare to this one for less than

Zephyr stayed silent.

“This one of

know.” Zephyr glanced

but she 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 by

he was willing to give up everything and enter

“Darling!”

out of his thoughts to see Cordelia waving at him with

here. Give me your

“Why do you

Cordelia pointed at the blank space.

“Why mine?”

grimaced. “Why are you

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

pursed his lips and looked at her with a

wrong? Are you

“I…”

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

frowned with a

racked his 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

better to put them under

Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed the man and gave

chuckled. “Of course not.

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

Linda. “Linda, convince your

into you today?” Linda giggled. “Why

his chest. “I’ve always

now!”

hand to place it against his heart. “I swear, I only have you as my gal pal

“Shoo!”

shoulders with a bright beam. “Cordelia, I think Nicholas’ right. I’m not coming in between

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

Zephyr looked at her. “Just buy it with your name. Everything at

“Honey…”

grinned

on Cordelia’s heart. She held his hand tightly

watched with adoration before she rolled her eyes