Married a Secret Billionaire

“Renee, listen to me.” Cordelia held onto the last glimmer of hope. “The past is already in the past. If you keep digging into it, you’ll only become more miserable. And if Toph sees you suffering, do you think he’ll feel any better?”

“Aunt Cordelia…”

“I’ll arrange the best psychologist for you.” Cordelia gently stroked Renee’s hair. “You’re just unwell, and I believe you will get better.”

Renee remained silent, the darkness in her eyes deepening.

The butler lightly knocked on the door and walked over to hand Le Fari to Cordelia.

Renee stiffened. When Toph tried to put the ring on her earlier, she pushed him away. She realized she had acted impulsively. This time, she decided to take the initiative and get the ring back.

“Aunt Cordelia, this…”

“There’s no rush.” Cordelia put up a hand with a gentle but firm gesture. She signaled to the butler, who immediately brought a jewelry box over.

After Cordelia placed the ring inside, the butler locked the box.

“Toph mentioned that the ring was too big for you.” Cordelia chuckled. “I’ll have the craftsman adjust it to fit you properly. We can’t have people saying that the Hamertons don’t even have a properly fitting ring.”

“Aunt Cordelia, it’s really not a big deal!” Renee hurriedly protested, “I can take care of the resizing myself…”

“Let me handle it.” Cordelia looked at her as though she could see through her very soul. “Renee, I’ll keep the ring safe for the time being. After all, it’s an heirloom of the Hamertons. If it gets lost again, none of us will be able to bear the responsibility.”

“No, it won’t happen again! Absolutely not!”

“We can’t be too sure.” Cordelia got up and took her hand with a smile. “Your marriage to Toph is postponed anyway. There’s no rush to wait a little longer. Once the ring is resized and you’re all better… I’ll have Toph wear it for you himself!”

lip

for too long.” Cordelia

her arm with Cordelia’s and

at the box in the butler’s hand. It felt

and now the ring gone, her insecurity was only growing

her heart

when gaming with Chris, he would play a couple of rounds and stop. He would then sit alone on the couch, looking at his phone—sometimes distressed,

two cans of beer from the fridge, and patted Toph on the shoulder.

grinned

acting strange for days…

replied to

showed his phone to

the messages,

responding minimally to Toph’s messages. When she did reply, it would often be after he had sent several texts in a row.

Toph’s mood would immediately lift whenever she did reply. If she ignored him,

“Do you think your way of interacting is normal?”Books

Chris did not like seeing his cousin being treated unfairly. “From your chat history, it seems like every time you send a bunch of messages

at Chris in

as we think.” Chris took a sip of his beer. “Back in the military, we learned about psychological warfare. I

assume things!” Toph gave him a sideways glance. “Renee is not that

you not analyzed