Married a Secret Billionaire

Feeling chills on her back and beads of cold sweat on her palms, Cordelia kept her eyes on him as she slowly inched back.

Marcus finished the baked rice swiftly and wiped his mouth in satisfaction. Cordelia went over to clean up. As he watched her slim figure busy about, he smirked.

“D-Do you want coffee?” Cordelia was unnerved when she met his gaze.

Marcus licked his lips and swiped the corner of his lips with his thumb. He wore an evil smirk.

“Never mind coffee. It’s bitter. I’ve never gotten used to it!”

Cordelia sucked in a cold breath.

Her mind flashed with the person she had met on the beach when she stayed at the hot spring hotel in Centrolis…

The man closed in on her and suddenly pulled out a dagger. The savage glint in his eyes weaved in with the icy gleam of the dagger!

Cordelia screamed and ran for the door instinctively, but her hair was grabbed, and she was dragged back.

“No… Help!

“Honey, save me! Marcus, save me!”

Marcus cackled and threw her to the side.

Cordelia’s forehead knocked the bar, and she bled.

Marcus took the opportunity to lock the cafe’s door.

Cordelia endured the pain and forced herself to stay conscious. She saw the man slowly walk over to her like a demon. His leather boots on the wooden floor sounded like death knocking.

“Hah, stop crying.” He smiled. “I am Marcus!”

was a buzz in Cordelia’s ears as she widened her eyes

you married, huh?” Marcus drew the dagger against her neck. “Hah, I’m your husband. You’re my

“No, no!”

felt like she had stepped into an

upset when I say this, but I’m your husband!” Marcus snickered. “Don’t worry, I’ll do

and gripped the dagger he hid in

had told him before he came that he should act fast and

easy to handle. Moreover, he had to drag her to some deserted area to kill her. It would be rather dumb to kill her

help looking at Cordelia again. This was her, the wife

Zephyr to have settled his marriage for him when he

his eyes. Cordelia was pretty. It was a pity to kill her. At least, he should enjoy his time

grin. A wash of evil

some water and asked him to sit and wait. She put on the

she caught the man fidgeting on the chair. He looked around with a strange expression, studying even

difference from the Marcus

was doing and saw the box of fennel seeds on the side. Without much thought, she grabbed some

She

cup with his hand. While he extended a hand

happened to your hand?

head up to glare

froze. She had never seen such a

“Honey, you…”

his head and picked up the spoon with

whatever he did not

in Cordelia was that he did not mind the taste of the fennel seeds! Her husband hated them! Books

her palms, Cordelia kept her eyes on him as she slowly inched

rice swiftly and wiped his mouth in satisfaction. Cordelia went over to clean up. As he watched her slim figure

was unnerved when she met his