Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Marcus looked at her quietly with a dark look. There was no expression on his cold face but a complex

emotion that surged at the bottom of his dark eyes.

Cordelia suddenly realized it. ‘I have been meeting clients and studying client profiles, so he better not

misunderstand it…’

“Marcus! I-I don’t mean it like that!” She hurried to explain, “I definitely won’t betray our marriage. What

I said about lying to you is…”

She paused, licked her lips, and said very softly, “If you realized I don’t deserve you being so nice to

me one day, what would you do?”

Marcus looked at her for some time before he chuckled. He did not say anything. Instead, he hugged

her gently and stroked her long hair.

Cordelia’s face was pressed against his chest as she listened to his powerful heartbeats. It gave her a

great sense of security.

“Stop thinking so much.” His voice was hoarse. “Sleep.”

Cordelia grinned and wrapped her arms around his waist, closing her eyes softly.

Sleep was incredibly sound to her.

Marcus was used to sleeping alone and did not sleep much through the night. His arm was Cordelia’s

to rest her head on, and his entire being was hers to hug. He dared not move.

When he woke up groggily in the morning, he realized that the girl was clinging to him like an octopus.

One of her fair legs was hooked over his hips, and her arms were wound around his neck. She was

also grinding her teeth.

She did not look presentable in her sleep, but it was adorable and real.

Marcus chortled and did not have it in him to disrupt her sweet dream. He very gently turned her to

another side and carefully slid off the bed to make breakfast.

When Cordelia woke up and patted an empty spot next to her, her heart dropped, and she ran out.

“You’re awake?” Marcus stepped out of the kitchen with an apron. “I didn’t wake you since you were so

sound asleep. Wash up and come eat.”

She looked at the breakfast served. It consisted of simple hard-boiled eggs, milk, and toast, but this

was a significant improvement compared to the burnt things previously.

Happiness flooded Cordelia as she thought that she had not married the wrong person.

…

“Right, I have something to tell you.” Cordelia remembered something halfway through breakfast. “I’m

going on a business trip tomorrow and won’t be around for four to five days. Take good care of

yourself.”

“Business trip?” Marcus did not look thrilled as he buttered the toast. “Where to?”

“Centrolis.”

Marcus’ action halted, and an unnoticeable dark hazy look flashed in his eyes.

“Your company has business in Centrolis?”

Cordelia nodded. “I was given the task to venture into Centrolis’ market. If I succeed, they’ll promote

me to sales supervisor!

“I didn’t want to fight for anything.” Her gaze was clear, and her voice soft. “But Jesse and Karine are

too much. I can only work hard and climb higher if I want to save myself. I’ve also calculated. If I

manage to become the sales supervisor, my income will be three times higher!”

Cordelia glanced at Marcus. The man was still expressionless.

“Honey.” Cordelia held his hand gently and said with a smile, “We can move into a bigger house and

live more comfortably when I make more money. I’ll get a cheap car, and you can drive it around when

you’re free. You won’t have to squeeze into the bus anymore!”

Marcus looked up into her beautiful eyes, filled with anticipation for the future.

A house? A car? He could have as many of those as he wanted to. No matter how big a house and

how luxurious a car, they were as common as the butter and bread in his hands right now.

There was no second woman who was like this one in front of him, who only had eyes for him, though.

Marcus’ eye twitched. He felt choked like a rock was lodged in his heart.

“Silly.” He rubbed her head. “You really want to take care of me?”

Cordelia blinked. “Yeah. Why?”

“It’s always men who take care of women. No wife who earns for her husband!

“I’ve been looking for jobs recently too. There should be news soon,” Marcus said softly. “I won’t let you

handle everything alone. This home belongs to the two of us. I’ll be responsible for you.”

Cordelia kept a long look at him and smiled sweetly. She peeled another egg and placed it on his plate.

The next day…

Cordelia was off to Centrolis with her coworker, Annie.

Centrolis was unlike Jangasas—it felt richer. If Jangasas were a docile and pretty heiress of a notable

family, Centrolis was the royal and noble princess.

Once they landed, Cordelia called Marcus to let him know.

“Darling, I’ve arrived.” She smiled as she looked around. She and Annie were walking on the busy

street in the business district of Centrolis, where towering skyscrapers were everywhere, and Annie

was busy snapping photos.

Marcus replied without much emotion, “You have someone else with you?”

“Yeah, Annie’s with me,” Cordelia answered softly. “She’s all play and doesn’t want to go back to the

hotel, insisting I walk around with her.”

“Mm, you both be careful. Don’t get separated. You aren’t familiar with the area.”

“I know!”

“There are lots of fun places in Centrolis.” Marcus smiled. “I’ll send you a few addresses later. You can

visit there with your coworker after work.”

Cordelia was quiet for a moment before she asked him, “Honey… y-you’ve been to Centrolis?”