Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

At the top floor of Regalia Hotel…

Marcus leaned back against the spacious recliner. The weather was not good today. The fog was thick above the sea far away, seeing no end like the knot in his heart.

“Are you not interested in Mr. Z Hamerton?

“You’d shoot up to high society if he took a liking to you!”

…

Marcus tightened his hold on the wine glass, his joints becoming white from the exertion.

He had just wanted to joke with her but did not expect such a huge reaction from her. Not only had she not allowed him in the bedroom these days, but she was also icy to him. She prepared the meals and cleaned the house as usual but kept a cold and polite distance from him.

The atmosphere nearly suffocated Marcus, who was always calm and collected, making him close to losing his mind. If he could go back in time, he would have choked himself without a filter dead!

A helicopter slowly landed on the helipad not far away. The wind stirred from the rotating propellers messed up Marcus’ hair and swept a corner of his shirt up as well.

Josiah got off the helicopter ecstatically and ran over to Marcus when he saw him. The closer he got, though, the more he realized that the guy did not look too good.

He had specifically ordered the hotel to prepare white truffles and caviar, but Marcus had not even laid a finger on them.

Josiah knew better this time. He quietly sat on the chair across from the man and kept his eyes on Fredric, hoping to get some sort of hint from the latter.

just that Fredric could not figure Marcus out either,

strike up a conversation, “Uh, Z… I showed Cordelia’s sales proposal to a few directors under me, and they showered it with praise, saying it’s done professionally. They even said that the person who prepared this was a talented individual and

happier, but

lurched before

collaboration can happen. Bowfest Foreign Trading’s asking me to meet too. Z,

company’s business matter. Should I

Josiah was confused again.

who arranged for Cordelia to attend the dinner at the

and could come in for a good meal and a good rest… as long as she didn’t see you. That’s why I sent someone to

already got her in. Couldn’t you send her a stylist and dress

identity be

out sooner or later! What’s the difference,

licked his lips, looking bewildered. This fellow had not said that previously! Why did he change

trash!” Marcus sprang up

time before he looked at Fredric, who was

with

and chortled without

really crazy, is he?” Josiah shrugged. “He’s going back and forth. It’s

has he been normal ever

…