Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

The boutique was suddenly pin-drop silent. The others looked sympathetically at the sales assistant while the latter scowled. Despite that, the manager who came eyed her, urging her to do what the customer wanted. After all, that was one expensive wedding dress.

Marcus was nonchalant, and the smile on his aloof face never did reach his eyes.

Cordelia could not help tightening her hold on his hand.

“Forget it, let’s not buy it,” she told him softly. “This wedding dress is very expensive, and we won’t have much use for it in the future…”

“Swipe the card.” Marcus sounded frosty. “No password necessary.”

Ultimately, it was the boutique manager and designer who mediated the situation.

Marcus stood by the door smoking while Cordelia had her measurements taken inside. This time, no one dared mock her. The sales assistant stood aside stoically after the manager chastised her, and the designer kept complimenting Cordelia’s figure. Even the manager treated her like she was a VIP, making her coffee and fetching her water.

$4,000… She bit her lip and looked at the man next to her. He was indifferent

failed to hold herself back after some time. “I

walking in surprise. The girl looked at him seriously with her big

too impulsive just

man furrowed

were at the boutique just now. Things didn’t have to escalate to that point… Why did you have to vent and

probably been too small of a meal to him in the

at him, but his chiseled face was

think about the future. I know that you were venting on my behalf, but hold yourself back when the time calls for it. There is

corner of Marcus’ lips ticked up automatically when he

wedding gift yet. There’ll be other uses

on her face once she thought of her mother, who was hospitalized, and her brother, who was still waiting for his allowance.