Married a Secret Billionaire

The party was in the yard. String instruments were played melodically, with the aroma of wine drifting in the air. The roses in the garden were in full bloom too. It felt as if one was back in the 16th century Eropah with a dreamy tinge.

With her very pregnant belly, Cordelia socialized with Zephyr among the crowd. Zephyr felt bad about her difficulty in walking and was going to carry her when she held his arm.

“What?” The man chuckled. “Didn’t you say that you don’t need your legs anymore after you’re with me?”

“I still need them now!” Cordelia whispered harshly, “It’s not nice in front of your family!”

“What does coddling my wife have to do with them?”

Cordelia chuckled but stopped him anyway.

“Our Cordelia’s simply too sensible!” Janine said in a lowered voice as well, “It’s nothing to let him carry you. Your feet look so swollen… It must hurt?”

Cordelia shook her head docilely.

A woman’s shrill voice came from afar. “Oh, our Mrs. Hamerton’s really so sensible! So much so that she doesn’t distinguish her elders!”

It

Her stomach was still flat, but she was like

think you can slander anyone just because you’re pregnant?

in a

attention of relatives and friends, but they only watched on without a word, holding their wine glasses and enjoying the

that the timing was right and threw a stack of photos on the

photos looked sneaky and

Zephyr

asked the bodyguards to act more obviously so

are your wonderful son and

unfazed as she

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Hannah widened her eyes.

they’re doing this but isn’t the trick a

think about how I’m being followed, I get into a bad mood. Once I get

guests around them whispered to each