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.

to bake cookies to bring them to the neighbors!

didn’t know about this custom.” Cordelia did her best to make her voice sound less shaky. “I’ll bring the cookies over once I make them. My husband is coming back soon.

about to close the door when one of the men blocked it with his knee. The other two hooted and cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked and lost her grip, the men

that the Grist fella has such

The men were drooling.

bottom of her heart. She wrapped both arms in front of

is my house. Leave right now!” She raised her voice. “My husband’s coming home

looked at one

course we do! He’s a coward who needs to use

real coward! Each time we fight, he’s

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

men surrounded Cordelia, and some

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

fighting back only further triggered their filthy

“A feisty one, huh?”