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

voice sound less shaky. “I’ll bring the cookies over

it with his knee. The other two hooted and cheered. The moment Cordelia panicked and lost her grip, the men broke through the

has such good luck

The men were drooling.

bottom of her heart. She wrapped both arms in front of herself instinctively and looked at the men in

now!” She raised her voice. “My husband’s coming home

one

He’s a coward who needs to use the toilet

a real coward! Each time we

get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we

Cordelia, and some

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

fighting back only further triggered their

“A feisty one, huh?”