Married a Secret Billionaire

The second half of the match began. Zephyr’s appearance on the field stirred a small climax. When he was passed the ball, he went in for it and scored a goal after getting through the rival defender. The spectators erupted into a cheer, and Cordelia could not help standing up and cheering as well. Zephyr took off his jersey and swung it in his hand, showing his muscular upper body that oozed masculinity. “Ahh!” The few socialites next to Cordelia had completely lost their ladylike image. When she turned to look at them, the women’s eyes were glowing predatorily like they were going to rush into the field and devour Zephyr. She looked farther and saw the female fans in short skirts on the stage dancing in a frenzy. “Hey!” Her shoulder was suddenly tapped. “Did you see? Did you see it? Mr. Hamerton’s amazing!” “Yeah! He’s even doing better than the star players!” “Ah, he’s gone into their goal area with the ball again!” Cordelia bit her lips. She was smiling while listening to the screams, but she was already drowned in jealousy inwardly. Why were these women so annoying!? Zephyr too! Why was he taking off his jersey when he should just be playing!? Cordelia sat back down with her cheeks puffed up as if she was going to stare a hole through her husband. The match was intense, and both teams gave it their all. When it came to the end, Zephyr went through the center speedily and did a long shot, scoring another goal! The referee blew the whistle, which signaled the end of the match. Tens of thousands of people cheered at the same time in the large football arena. Cordelia looked up—the man had taken off his jersey again to celebrate the win. “Zephyr Hamerton!” She shouted in Acian, “Put your clothes back on!” Despite that, her voice was drowned in the sea of joy.

named Cordelia. The field went quiet for a few seconds, and everyone was whispering about the name. Cordelia’s mind went blank. When she came to her senses, fireworks lit up above the field. It was already night then. The fireworks were brighter than the stars as they turned into hearts in the night sky. Cordelia’s heart skipped a beat as she stared at everything in a stupor. She suddenly felt like tearing up. Zephyr came to her with the trophy. His deep eyes brimmed with indulgence and tenderness. He had already put his jersey back on, and his hair was stuck to his forehead from the sweat, softening his lines and angles. Cordelia’s tears spilled. She was crying and laughing, embarrassed and wanting to hide from the reporters and cameras. Zephyr hugged her lightly. Her face was snuggled right on the tattoo. She touched it with a happy smile. “When did you get it? You hid it from me!” It was no wonder he would cover himself up so securely when he slept these few days. He had been