Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

This time, Fredric could not help him either.

“Is it because… the recipe you gave him was problematic?”

Josiah slapped his own head. “Was she not insatiable?”

Fredric chuckled wryly. “Maybe it was too much and disrupted Z’s hormones!”

Josiah almost spat the alcohol he drank on the man’s face.

…

Marcus pulled the balcony door open to go inside, looking up to meet Cordelia’s slightly surprised eyes.

“What?” He looked unfazed.

“You were on the phone?”

“Mm, sn… inmate last time,” Marcus answered. “He asked to borrow some money now that he’s out. I asked him not to contact me anymore.”

“Oh.” Cordelia nodded. “No wonder you shouted so loudly just now. The whole building nearly collapsed! But you did the right thing. Don’t contact those people in the past if you can. After all, you’re married. We ought to live well from now on.”

a chord in Marcus. Despite that, Cordelia’s eyes were still on the screen when she said that. Once he remembered that Josiah’s photo was there, he was

and felt her stomach ache again. As she looked around for painkillers, Marcus walked over and slammed her

at him. “What are you doing?

He pulled a

client. I need to get myself familiar with his habits and interests

finished, she saw Marcus taking her pillow and sheets into the bedroom and placing them on the other side

heart skipped a beat as she felt her face

still scowling when he uttered,

was red. She timidly stood by the bedroom door and fiddled

can’t today.” Her

“Can’t what?” Marcus frowned.

stomped her foot

misunderstood what he meant by sleeping. With a stretch of his arm, he pulled her over

Marcus hugged Cordelia from the back. She tensed as she felt his hand move

wanted to stop him, but his hand began to rub her stomach gently. His palm was warm, and

voice next to her ear. “I know you

pulled a sweet smile from Cordelia as the

“Feeling better?”