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.

over here have to bake cookies to bring them to the neighbors! You got married a few days ago, and we haven’t gotten any

her best to make her voice sound less shaky. “I’ll bring

The other two hooted and cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked

the Grist fella has such good luck

The men were drooling.

wrapped both arms in front of herself instinctively and looked

house. Leave right now!” She raised her voice. “My husband’s coming home very soon! I’m

one another before

needs to use

Each time we fight, he’s the one sent to the police as

didn’t get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we can do it

surrounded Cordelia, and some

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 thugs as

Cordelia fighting back only further triggered their filthy

“A feisty one, huh?”