Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Marcus’ eyes glowed as he looked at Cordelia, interested in what she said.

“Our own business?”

“That's right! If we can do some investment or side hustle after work, it can bring
us some income too!” Cordelia said in a serious manner, “Even a small store or a
stall will do. At least, it's counted as our own business as well. If we're the boss,
we can make all the decisions we want. Don't you think that's great?”

“What kind of business would you invest in if you had the money?”

Cordelia fell silent and thought for a while, looking like a girl dreaming of her
future.

“If have a lot of money, I want to buy a shopping mall! People will come to my
shopping mall every day and buy from me! Hehe! But I think this is impossible, so
a more realistic goal is to save money to open a small coffee shop with large
floor-to-ceiling windows and a small courtyard full of irises. Then, I'll sit behind
the counter, grinding coffee and baking a few pastries. The entire coffee shop will
be filled with the aroma of coffee and dessert!”

“That's all?”

“Yeah!”

“Alright.” Marcus smiled.

Cordelia was stunned for a moment and snapped herself back to reality.

Even though Marcus was casually replying to her, the serious look on his face
suggested that he was not joking.

Cordelia suddenly recalled the time when Michael and Jesse ambushed her.
When she woke up in the hospital, the first thing Marcus had asked her was how
she would like to punish these b*stards if she had superpowers.

She remembered that he had had this kind of expression on his face when he
was also asking her the question.

At that time, she had said that she would make them disappear.

Then, she did not see them anymore when she returned to her company.
Cordelia’s heart was pumping rapidly under her chest as a strange feeling was
spreading over her heart like a vine.

“What's wrong?” Marcus asked as he put a bowl of soup in front of her.

Cordelia was stunned and nearly knocked over the bow! of soup when she raised
her hand.

“Hurry up and eat,” Marcus said gently. “It won't taste good after it becomes
cold.”

There was something in his eyes that she could not read. She did not know what
it was. She hastily picked up the bowl and finished the soup.

After they finished their dinner, they went for a stroll beside the beach.

Cordelia leaned on his shoulder. After a while, she raised her head to observe
the tall man beside her. With the help of the streetlight, his chiseled face was
showcased, but she did not know why she had a feeling that he was hiding
something from her.

Marcus noticed her gaze, lowered his face, and asked with a smile on his face,
“Why are you looking at me like this?”

“Honey...” Cordelia hesitated for a while before asking the question, “You...
You're an ordinary person, right?”

“Why would you ask that?”

“Answer my question first!”

Marcus rubbed her hair and secured her tightly in his arms.

He had always wanted to tell her the truth, but after a bout of hesitation, he said,
“Yeah.

“But I'm a thug who only knows about fighting. I've been to prison before, so I'm
not sure if I can still be counted as an ordinary person or not.”

“Phew! I knew it! I knew my husband was just a normal person,” Cordelia let out
a sigh as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders. “This is great,
honey.”

Marcus frowned and chuckled.

“What's wrong? Do you not wish for your husband to be someone outstanding?”