Married a Secret Billionaire

“What’s wrong?” Jacob noticed that something was off with Abigail. Just as he was about to start the car, he paused and nervously looked at her.

‘Is the seat uncomfortable? Is there not enough space? Maybe my car isn’t up to her standards…’

Abigail always had plenty of admirers, especially wealthy heirs who would spare no expense for her.

Jacob’s confidence wavered as a sense of inferiority resurfaced.

Then, at that moment, he noticed that Abigail hadn’t fastened her seatbelt. A lightbulb went off in his head. Could that be the issue?

He quickly leaned over and reached out to fasten her seatbelt.

Abigail was startled, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. In that split second, as Jacob leaned over, she caught a whiff of his fresh lavender scent and noticed a faint reddish hue on his white shirt under the evening sun.

When he looked up and smiled after securing her seatbelt, she felt it would still be worth it even if she broke her foot today!

“A-All set.” Jacob hurriedly composed himself, unable to meet her eyes and stumbling over his words. “This car of mine… it’s not very high-end, so the seatbelt doesn’t fasten automatically…”

“Huh?” Abigail was taken aback.

never heard of a high-end car with an

realized his mistake and quickly started the engine. Abigail blushed and smiled,

took a closer

an elegant black color with sleek lines that

console, and quietly pulled down the

or perfumes,

Abigail’s mind, once a girl had a boyfriend, she would

girlfriend… never

looking for something?” Jacob

and she quickly waved her hand. “I’m not looking

“What?”

bit her lip, regretting her

Jacob smiled. “How did you know I have

“Huh?”

the car by the road and took out a tube of lipstick from his suit pocket. It

it gently in Abigail’s hand and turned away, pretending to be serious.