Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Cordelia peeled her heavy eyelids open. She felt like her bones were dismantled and reassembled. The pain was unbearable.

She was greeted with white walls and the smell of antiseptic while being bandaged in gauze from head to toe. What was even more exaggerated was that her leg was hung high.

She was stunned when a large hand held hers, and the warmth of it seeped into her heart.

Cordelia turned to meet the man’s deep eyes.

He looked at her quietly with complex emotions running through them. Worry, frustration, concern, affection… and self-blame. He forced a smile and stroked her hair softly, speaking hoarsely. “You’re finally awake.”

Cordelia jostled, her head buzzing. Other than pain, she could not feel anything.

“What happened to me?”

“You don’t remember?” Marcus held her hand in his and rubbed it gently.

Cordelia’s lips were dry, and her throat was so parched—it felt like it was on fire. Her streams of consciousness slowly poured in, and she remembered everything that had happened that night.

Michael and Jesse kept making her drink and pushed her to Josiah. The latter took her into the car. She was unwilling to be taken advantage of, so she took off her bag strap and strangled the driver, then…

Cordelia grew restless and gripped her fists.

“It’s fine now,” Marcus consoled her softly. “Everything’s over. As long as you’re okay.”

“Honey,” she called out softly, looking at him with her arms stretched for a hug.

her to help her up and carefully take

familiar heartbeat, her grievance and fear she had been suppressing were finally released, along

heart squeezed as

Annie, actually texted me about your situation once you finished work. You texted me a few

be blamed.” Cordelia pressed her lips together. “I should

hardly be avoided in the

and felt her calf hurting. She gnashed her teeth, and

serious. Aside from this, it’s

won’t get to walk for some time?”

care of you for the

would be taking care of her? She had experienced his culinary skills.

weakly, her hands around his waist

solemn look. After a while of silence, he asked her, “Why did you do

“Hmm?”

off the

a deep breath and

hear Michael and Jesse’s conversation in advance, I might

choice in that situation. I couldn’t sit

do you know how dangerous it is to strangle the driver from the back

at the man. He looked stern and serious, his dark eyes rather frosty. Although he rarely smiled,

Was she wrong to

looked at him and murmured with a pout, “Would you

want you to stay