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.

and sat next to her to help her up and carefully take her into his

familiar heartbeat, her grievance and

squeezed as he rubbed her

tone. “Your coworker, Annie, actually texted me about your situation once you finished work. You texted me a few times

be blamed.” Cordelia pressed her lips together.

like this can hardly be

felt her calf hurting. She gnashed her teeth, and her expression changed. She looked at

“This one’s more serious. Aside from this, it’s scrapes everywhere else.

won’t get to walk for

chuckled. “I’ll take care of you

her? She had experienced his culinary skills. If he were

chuckled weakly, her hands around his waist

solemn look. After a while of silence, he asked her,

“Hmm?”

off

deep breath and told

and Jesse’s conversation in advance, I might already…” She bit her lips as tears welled in

was my only choice in that situation. I couldn’t sit around and wait

back and

She looked up at the man. He looked stern and serious, his dark eyes rather frosty. Although he rarely smiled, he was not often

Was she

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

want you to stay alive!” Marcus’ tone