Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

At the top floor of Regalia Hotel…

Marcus leaned back against the spacious recliner. The weather was not good today. The fog was thick

above the sea far away, seeing no end like the knot in his heart.

“Are you not interested in Mr. Z Hamerton?

“You’d shoot up to high society if he took a liking to you!”

…

Marcus tightened his hold on the wine glass, his joints becoming white from the exertion.

He had just wanted to joke with her but did not expect such a huge reaction from her. Not only had she

not allowed him in the bedroom these days, but she was also icy to him. She prepared the meals and

cleaned the house as usual but kept a cold and polite distance from him.

The atmosphere nearly suffocated Marcus, who was always calm and collected, making him close to

losing his mind. If he could go back in time, he would have choked himself without a filter dead!

A helicopter slowly landed on the helipad not far away. The wind stirred from the rotating propellers

messed up Marcus’ hair and swept a corner of his shirt up as well.

Josiah got off the helicopter ecstatically and ran over to Marcus when he saw him. The closer he got,

though, the more he realized that the guy did not look too good.

He had specifically ordered the hotel to prepare white truffles and caviar, but Marcus had not even laid

a finger on them.

Josiah knew better this time. He quietly sat on the chair across from the man and kept his eyes on

Fredric, hoping to get some sort of hint from the latter.

It was just that Fredric could not figure Marcus out either, so he silently read and sipped on coffee.

Finally, Josiah was unable to handle this quiet and oppressed mood. He chuckled dryly and tried to

strike up a conversation, “Uh, Z… I showed Cordelia’s sales proposal to a few directors under me, and

they showered it with praise, saying it’s done professionally. They even said that the person who

prepared this was a talented individual and wanted to recruit her to our company!”

He thought that saying these would make Marcus happier, but the latter only glowered darker and

glared at him.

Josiah’s heart lurched before it thumped nervously.

“Uh… My assistants say that the collaboration can happen. Bowfest Foreign Trading’s asking me to

meet too. Z, should I go?”

Marcus snapped, “This is your company’s business matter. Should I be asked?”

Josiah was confused again.

Marcus asked, “Were you the one who arranged for Cordelia to attend the dinner at the Splendor

Dynasty?”

“Yeah.” Josiah paused. “Isn’t that what you wanted? So she wouldn’t get caught up with the Jenners at

the door and could come in for a good meal and a good rest… as long as she didn’t see you. That’s

why I sent someone to put her in a room.”

Marcus snarled, “You had already got her in. Couldn’t you send her a stylist and dress her up for the

banquet?”

“But wouldn’t your identity be exposed then?”

“She’ll find out sooner or later! What’s the difference, sooner or later!?”

Josiah licked his lips, looking bewildered. This fellow had not said that previously! Why did he change

his mind all of a sudden?

“Can’t even get something this small done! F*cking trash!” Marcus sprang up and glared at him before

he left.

Josiah was dazed for a long time before he looked at Fredric, who was equally lost when Marcus’ back

disappeared in their field of vision.

“What’s up with him? Hormonal imbalance?”

Fredric pursed his lips and chortled without saying anything.

“Fredric, he’s not really crazy, is he?” Josiah shrugged. “He’s going back and forth. It’s not normal at

all!”

Fredric glanced at him cryptically. “Since when has he been normal ever since he met Cordelia?”

…

Cordelia blanked out the whole day, staring at the computer. Not even a word flashed on the sales

report. It even took her a while to snap out of herself when Annie called for her.

“What’s wrong?” Annie packed up while she looked at her. “It’s time to get off work, and you’re still

sitting here!”

Cordelia seemed a little tranced. When she snapped her head up, everyone in the office except her

and Annie had left. Even Annie had turned off her computer, getting ready to leave.

“Cordelia, you don’t look too good recently.” She asked in concern, “Did something happen? Did you

fight with your husband?”

“No.” Cordelia forced a smile. “Just a little misunderstanding.”

“Since it’s a small misunderstanding, just explain it,” Annie said with a smile. “I always hear my mom

say that couples who always bicker have better relationships. Spouses fight and make up… all in the

same bed!”

Cordelia froze and chuckled awkwardly. She had gotten married, yet her cherry had still not been

popped. Same bed? Hah…

She suddenly raised a brow, thinking about this. Was this related to what Marcus had said the other

day? She did not let him touch her despite how long they had been married. Any normal man would be

unable to take it.

That was why he suspected her and brought up some Mr. Hamerton so she could fly high for no

reason.

Cordelia bit her lips. The guilt that seeped into her washed away the disappointment and grievances

she felt these few days. She was actually responsible as well, as she did not fulfill a wife’s duty.

They could… tonight…

Cordelia blushed as her heart thumped wildly. She was going to go home when Jesse came toward

her.

“Cordelia, stay back for a moment!”