Married a Secret Billionaire

There were punching bags and boxing gloves for his training on the balcony, clothes he changed out of in the bathroom’s laundry basket, and loungewear he usually wore draped on the back of the couch.

Their toothbrushes leaned against each other on the rack above the sink like usual, like two people hugging and kissing.

Cordelia felt a pinch on her nose, and her eyes grew wet.

As she entered the bedroom, the sheets were what she had changed not too long ago. They had picked out the iris design together.

She had once told him seriously that the iris’ meaning was brimming love and happiness. She just did not know that the iris had a hidden symbol—hopeless love.

Cordelia scanned the house. Everything stayed the same, yet everything was different.

“Cordelia.” Linda held her by the shoulders. “Go have some rest. What do you want for dinner? I’ll go buy the ingredients now!”

Cordelia sat by the bed with her eyes lowered and said nothing.

Linda was worried. Cordelia had been acting this way since she was in the hospital. She was quiet and dared not meet anyone’s eyes. She was quiet in the day and often startled awake by nightmares at night.

Linda squatted in front of her in slight distress.

After what happened to Cordelia, she threw a tantrum outside of the emergency ward. To her, things had turned a new page after that. She would have to carry on with life.

When she calmed down and thought about it, Cordelia was so deeply in love with the man. It was imaginable how hurtful a breakup would be to her. Besides, Zephyr did not seem as unforgivable since he had only kept his identity secret.

Linda’s phone buzzed. Nicholas texted her to say that he and Zephyr were already downstairs.

Linda stole a peek through the window.

had done

men. There were numerous underlings behind him, and all looked serious

the residence could not help looking in

her lips and found it

felt like there was a

air

said. “I’ve

eyes shut and

an extraordinary aura, why every difficulty she

whole world was under his feet. What was there

in the past, but she was actually the silly one who had been

“Cordelia—”

“Please leave.”

Her weak voice came

only see her disheveled hair and her quivering body. He wanted to pat her back and keep her in his embrace like

sat on the chair in the

…

days later. When she returned to their rented place again,

her mind, so she asked gently, “Why don’t you stay

Linda these days. Moreover, no one other than herself

When she changed into her

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gloves for his training on the balcony, clothes he changed out of in the bathroom’s laundry basket, and loungewear he

leaned against each other on the rack above the sink like