Married a Secret Billionaire

When it was quiet, and she was alone, she often asked herself. Could this one year of wonderful time not really compare to one identity? She knew that what she truly minded was him keeping it from her.

“What a pity.” Xyla sighed softly. “I haven’t gotten to meet my son-in-law even once. Am I not meeting him anymore?”

“Mom!” Cordelia looked at her, suddenly at a loss for words.

“Cordelia, I think one should follow their heart.” Xyla’s voice was slow and deep. “Status, wealth are external things. A relationship between two people should be pure without these worldly factors.

“Listen to your heart. If you still love him, you should be with him!”

“But…” Cordelia was hesitant to speak and pressed her lips together.

She wore some shoes to head out. “There’s no more vegetables at home. I’ll go get some at the supermarket.”

“Oh, buy a fish too. I’ll cook it for you tonight!”

Cordelia nodded in agreement, but her mind was still chaotic. Going out for groceries was only an excuse. She wanted somewhere quiet for some alone time.

She unknowingly sat for two hours in the park near the residence and totally forgot about buying vegetables or fish.

It was unexpected that she smelled dinner cooking from the kitchen when she got home.

Cordelia went in curiously and saw the tall and well-built figure busy in the kitchen.

Xyla pulled her aside nervously and asked, “Cordelia, is this… Is this my son-in-law?”

to calm down

once he came in. Didn’t even want tea

placed it in the center on purpose. He’s pretty strong, pushing it to the wall in one

running in the bathroom when he arrived home. His heart clenched, but he dared not do anything. He could

said. Cordelia’s unusual behavior was called

…

intervention, but… it’s better for the doer to undo what he’s done. Since the source of the issue lies with you,

…

a deep breath. He wanted to take on the role of the

and Cordelia walked out wrapped in a towel. When

“Cordelia—”

did not get to say anything before Cordelia hurried into the bedroom

barrier separating

in the door to peek at him. She saw him cleaning up in their small living room and collecting the dry laundry from the balcony to

but he did

pressed her lips together

Given what

medication, her mental state had been doing much better. Her daily life was no

heard what her daughter had gone through, she was regretful and

returning to her mother’s side. It was just that she could not forget the man no matter what. Books Chapters

quiet, and she was alone, she often asked herself. Could this one year of wonderful time not really compare to one identity? She knew that what she truly

sighed softly. “I haven’t gotten to meet