Married a Secret Billionaire

“Ah!”

Cordelia cried as her eyes flew open. The pain all over her felt like she was in hell.

Suddenly, someone’s gentle voice was heard from the side. “Cordelia…”

As her consciousness came back to her, she focused her gaze on looking at the man in front of her. He was still handsome with his sculpted face and dark eyes, and the warmth of his hand still felt the same, but…

“I’m Marcus, you’re my wife!”

“Mr. Z Hamerton, let me go, and I’ll give this woman to you. This is a good deal!”

“B*tch, I’ll send you to hell right now!”

Cordelia felt like her head was splitting. Her heart drummed. She pulled her hand back abruptly and looked at the man before her in terror.

“Cordelia.” Zephyr’s voice was hoarse. “Don’t be scared. It’s me…”

“Go away!”

Cordelia wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, curled up and quivering.

“Honey!”

“Who are you?” Her tears fell.

Zephyr’s heart felt like it was being stabbed. He tried to stroke her hair.

“Don’t touch me!”

“Cordelia…”

“I beg you, don’t stay in front of me!” Cordelia was bawling as she buried herself in the blanket. “I can see you hitting me once I close my eyes…”

“That person wasn’t me.”

Cordelia showed her eyes from the blanket after a moment. Her bright eyes lost their luster, which was replaced by fear and terror.

“I know. That’s Marcus Grist,” she said softly. “But I’ve always thought that you are Marcus Grist.”

Zephyr clenched his fists, not feeling the pain even when his nails stabbed into his flesh.

“I’m sorry, Cordelia.” He spoke in a deep tone. “I should have told you everything in the beginning…”

Cordelia clutched the blanket as she heard him say clearly, “I’m not Marcus Grist. I’m Zephyr Hamerton.”

Nicholas stood rooted with his temples throbbing. After a moment, he looked at Linda with a complicated gaze and said, “Calm down, okay? Zephyr doesn’t wish for this either…”

living his rich heir

understand. He was conspired against

for a moment and scanned him judgingly before she

Nicholas was rendered speechless.

“Nicholas Thompson!”

more than

was. “Recover and recuperate all you want. Why

a prince? Hah, being a womanizer even when you’re badly injured. How much will your rich

Will you really be

looked stern.

deep breath and

hallway fell into silence suddenly, as if warped into

ward went out a while later, and Zephyr got up

worry. She’s not in a critical state.” Seth came out with a relieved smile. “Fortunately, the cut was shallow and didn’t cut the artery. As for her other injuries, they’re superficial

lips wobbled, and

he have thought

are finishing up inside. Once there’s no anomaly after some observation, Cordelia

nodded and

lips. “Also, I suggest that Linda keeps her company

“Why?” Zephyr was alarmed.

men. It’s a normal reaction. Give her some time

was silent with

it! I’ll go home and pack now and come

with you!”

Thompson, take a break! You

us. I’m different from

if saying with her eyes, “Are you saying eight years isn’t much for a

caved immediately, standing on the spot and sighing as he listened to the vanishing sound of her heels clicking

earlier, yet you had to stall it!” he complained to Zephyr. “You’re setting

don’t care. You either appease Cordelia or give

also being lied to for a very long

good being lied to,” he said softly. “Mr. Hamerton, even I’m upset that you’ve gone from Marcus

lips, his deep

help it in the past and wanted a chance to tell her everything now… It was just one step away—one small step,

were cold. The lingering fear could still be

Cordelia into

paced around the door for a long time before carefully opening the door and

the bed, Cordelia’s cheeks were swollen and bruised. There was a thick bandage of gauze on her wrist.

floor, wounded and most of her clothes torn, as she had been crying

hurt so much that Zephyr

bed and held her cold hand. There was a pinch in his nose, and the