Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Cordelia had a bad stomachache, so she took a day off and did not go to work. Despite that, her time at home was not restful either, as she smelled a strange herbal aroma coming from the kitchen since she woke up in the morning.

Forcing herself to get out of bed, she went to the kitchen and saw Marcus busy inside. The breakfast he had prepared for her was spread out on the table—burnt eggs, burnt toast, and a bowl of watery oats. It was not bad for this man who had never gone in the kitchen…

Cordelia chuckled wryly and told him softly while leaning against the kitchen’s door frame, “You don’t know how. Let me do it.”

Marcus was startled and turned back to look at her. “You’re awake? You don’t feel well, do you? Go back to bed after breakfast. I’ll take care of this.”

“What are you up to?”

“Oh… I’m making you some soup.” Marcus was scrambling. “Go rest. I’ll serve the soup when it’s done.”

Cordelia pursed her lips. His action warmed her, but her mind reminded her of something else—was he as considerate to his “first love” back then? A 16-year-old boy was in the prime of his youth, so he must have been so passionate.

Her smile froze as she thought of it. The knot in her heart wrenched tighter. In addition to the twisting pain in her lower abdomen after standing so long, she felt frustrated. It was a coincidence that Marcus turned back to glance at her. She glared back at him and spun on her heel to go back to her room, closing the door as well.

Marcus was bewildered. Were all menstruating women this moody? She was just smiling at him a second ago, and she glared at him the next second! How troublesome!

Josiah texted him to go to Regalia for a discussion. He turned off the stove and wanted to inform Cordelia when a few knocks came from the door.

Linda was the one standing outside. She had heard that Cordelia was not feeling well, so she came to visit while she was out for sales.

surprised when the

man who had fought and gone to jail would look somewhat thuggish or even demotivated, but this man was tall and handsome. His sculpted face was firm and cold, and his deep eyes gave off nothing to others about what was in his mind. He exuded a strong aura, and Linda could not

am,” replied Marcus. “Linda

meet you.” Linda

stepped aside to let

a whiff of the

Linda looked at him. “Why

a recipe that says making

“Oh.” Linda nodded thoughtfully.

just from sniffing the smell and thought she would check out what the pot was cooking when she had a chance later. After all, it was for consumption. She had to

period pain,

anything petty to women, though.” Linda chuckled. “You

Cordelia’s brows were scrunched together. “Can you get more painkillers from your mom for

the kitchen and giggled. “Your husband made you an all-healing soup. It’s

man who stood by the side and smiled

he did not tell her who he was out with or what time he would be home, just that she did not

sighed while looking

her with a smile.