Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Cordelia’s injury required rest, so Marcus took her back home to care for.

In the beginning, Cordelia was worried. Marcus did not know how to do house chores, and even cooking was a problem. Now that she was injured, the house would definitely be a mess.

Despite that, her eyes sparkled the moment Marcus carried her into the house.

Their home was clean and tidy. Everything was put in place, not looking any different than before she got hurt.

“Not bad, huh?” Marcus chuckled deeply.

His gaze at her was like a little boy who was waiting for the teacher to praise him.

Cordelia grinned. She had always thought that her husband was unpredictable, but all she saw was him browsing finance news in various foreign languages usually. She did not expect him to be able to handle housework as well!

A while later, Marcus served two dishes.

Cordelia tasted them and found that they were decent, just a little too much salt. However, she was already pleasantly surprised with how they turned out.

“I’ve always said that my husband is the best!” She looked up at him playfully. “Looks like me getting injured is a good thing. I get to do nothing and wait to be served!”

“Sure.” Marcus smiled with a cryptic gaze and replied in a slightly husky voice, “I can serve you well tonight too. What do you think?”

instantly as her

smiled at her and enjoyed his

shower became an issue. Marcus offered to help her,

man chortled. “We’re already husband and wife, and you still mind? You’re inconvenienced by your leg

in silence, her hands clutching the hem of

upon seeing that she was genuinely nervous. Her eyes were cast down, and she bit her lips lightly. Her shyness, innocence, and anxiousness about sex, her embarrassed soft

his eyes and took a

on.” He passed her a clean towel. “I’ll be at the door.

nodded and darted

and forth in front of the

He knocked on the door. The

can come in and help

need!” Cordelia cried,

of Cordelia’s plastered leg and that she had to struggle alone in

was preventing her from falling. With such thoughts, Marcus pushed the door open only

skin was smooth and supple. She was gorgeous getting out of the bathtub and wearing nothing.

her leg cast that could not get wet, her leg had been stretched out of the bathtub. Now that she had to

flushed nervously in embarrassment. As her foot slipped, she fell toward the tiled floor. She did not land on the floor, though, as

his hand hovered in the air. The scene presented