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.

to her to help her up

was back to the warm and secure embrace again. Upon listening to the familiar heartbeat, her

heart squeezed as he rubbed her

once you finished work. You texted me a few times after that too.

blamed.” Cordelia pressed her lips together. “I

can hardly be avoided

gnashed her teeth, and her expression changed. She looked at her leg

Marcus told her. “This one’s more serious. Aside from this,

won’t get to walk for some

chuckled. “I’ll take care

had experienced his culinary skills. If he were to take care

weakly, her hands around his waist wrung

down at her with an increasingly solemn look. After a while of silence, he asked her, “Why did you

“Hmm?”

off

a deep breath and told

Jesse’s conversation in advance, I might already…” She

out of the car as self-defense was my only choice in that situation. I couldn’t sit around and wait for my doom and let Josiah take me to the

from the back and jump out of the

He looked stern and serious, his dark eyes rather frosty.

of wronged. Was she wrong to have done

and murmured with a pout, “Would you rather

stay alive!” Marcus’ tone