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!”

in Cordelia’s ears as she

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

“No, no!”

despair felt like she had stepped into an

you might be upset when I say this, but I’m your husband!” Marcus snickered.

gripped the dagger he

had told him before he came that he should act fast and speak less, so others would

to drag her to some deserted area to kill her. It would

again. This was her,

have settled his marriage for him when he

pretty. It was a pity to kill her. At least, he should

a grin. A wash of evil gleamed in

water and asked him to sit and wait. She put on the apron with ease and started

on the chair. He looked around with a strange expression, studying even a

a heaven-and-earth difference

paused what she was doing and saw the box of fennel seeds on the side. Without much thought, she grabbed some and sprinkled them over the

She served it with a

startled and nearly dropped the cup with his hand. While he extended a hand to steady

what happened to your hand?

head up

She had never seen such

“Honey, you…”

up the spoon with a

noisily and spat whatever he did not like on

a siren in Cordelia was that he did not mind the taste of the fennel seeds! Her

and beads of cold sweat on her palms, Cordelia kept her eyes on him as

and wiped his mouth in satisfaction. Cordelia went over to clean up. As he watched her slim figure busy about, he

Cordelia was unnerved when she met