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

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

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 broke through the door and into the front of the house. Their gazes on her were greedy

Grist fella has such good luck when it comes

The men were drooling.

repulsed from the bottom of her heart. She wrapped both arms in front of

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

men looked at one another

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

Each time we fight, he’s the

get to ‘congratulate’ you then, but we can do

some of them

immediately remembered the way Marcus punched the bag at the front of the house. She had never done it—she had only seen

Cordelia fighting back only further

“A feisty one, huh?”