Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“Does a pretty woman like you know how to make cookies?”

Several men crowded the door to Marcus’ house as they grinned lecherously at Cordelia.

There were plenty of others watching, but the thugs were infamous for being bullies around the area. No one was willing to risk themselves to help. They were just watching without getting involved.

If one had to be blamed, it was Cordelia for being so gorgeous and Marcus for carelessly leaving a beautiful woman like this at home. He was just giving others a chance to take advantage of the situation.

Cordelia’s heart thumped as her face paled, but she tried her best to remain calm.

“I hear that the new bride is a rich heiress?”

“No wonder! Rich heiresses never go into the kitchen. How’d she know how to bake cookies?!”

“Beautiful, you mustn’t know our local custom, huh?”

The thugs’ eyes were basically glued to Cordelia.

have to bake cookies to bring them to the neighbors! You got married a few days ago, and

less shaky. “I’ll bring the cookies over once I make them. My husband

two hooted and cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked and

surprising that the Grist fella has such good

The men were drooling.

bottom of her heart. She wrapped both arms

raised her voice. “My husband’s coming home very soon! I’m sure

men looked at one another

we do! He’s a coward who needs to use the toilet every time

real coward! Each time we fight,

missed your wedding! We didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then,

and some of them began

the way Marcus punched the bag at the front of the house. She had never done it—she had only seen it, so who knew where she got the courage as she copied what Marcus did and used the

shocked, but Cordelia fighting back only further triggered

“A feisty one, huh?”