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.
Marcus smiled and sat next to her to help her up and carefully take her into his
arms.

Cordelia was back to the warm and secure embrace again. Upon listening to the
familiar heartbeat, her grievance and fear she had been suppressing were finally
released, along with her tears.

Marcus’ heart squeezed as he rubbed her head.

“Sorry I came late,” he said in a deep tone. “Your coworker, Annie, actually texted
me about your situation once you finished work. You texted me a few times after
that too. But I didn’t see any of them.”

“You're not to be blamed.” Cordelia pressed her lips together. “I should have
watched out.

“But things like this can hardly be avoided in the workplace.”

Cordelia went quiet and felt her calf hurting. She gnashed her teeth, and her
expression changed. She looked at her leg that was hung up.

“It's a light fracture,” Marcus told her. “This one’s more serious. Aside from this,
it's scrapes everywhere else. Consider yourself lucky.”

“So, I won't get to walk for some time?” Cordelia was dazed.

“Yeah.” Marcus chuckled. “I'll take care of you for the time being.”

Cordelia paused. He would be taking care of her? She had experienced his
culinary skills. If he were to take care of her, she would have blanched
vegetables every day.

She chuckled weakly, her hands around his waist wrung tighter.

Marcus looked down at her with an increasingly solemn look. After a while of
silence, he asked her, “Why did you do that?”

“Hmm?”

“Why jump off the car?”

Cordelia took a deep breath and told him everything.

“I drank quite a bit at that time. If I didn’t hear Michael and Jesse’s conversation
in advance, I might already...” She bit her lips as tears welled in her eyes.
“Jumping 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 hotel.”
“But do you know how dangerous it is to strangle the driver from the back and
jump out of the car recklessly? What if you fell to your death!?”

Cordelia’s heart skipped a beat. She looked up at the man. He looked stern and
serious, his dark eyes rather frosty. Although he rarely smiled, he was not often
this stern.

She felt kind of wronged. Was she wrong to have done that?

Cordelia looked at him and murmured with a pout, “Would you rather some man
take me to the hotel?”

“I just want you to stay alive!” Marcus’ tone was deep.

Cordelia quieted down with her heart thumping. No matter what happened, his
wish was for her to stay alive. Warmth gushed into her heart, and she wrapped
her arms around him.

“Silly.” Marcus’ tone was still chastising. “Is your innocence more important than
your life?”

Cordelia nodded without hesitation.

“You...” Marcus glared at her, but the girl flashed him a naive and pure smile.
Powerless, he sighed heavily after a long time and told her seriously,
emphasizing each word, “Remember, your life matters the most whenever it is.
“This is no longer the ancient traditional times. Women’s chastity isn’t that
important, and I'm not one to mind something like this.”

He held her hand and looked into her eyes. He had not spoken loudly, but each
word knocked at Cordelia’s heart.

“You're the only one I mind. I want you to stay alive and live well. Don’t confront
danger stubbornly. As long as you're alive, anything can be exchanged.
Understand?”

Cordelia did not agree with what Marcus said but smiled and nodded in order to
not make him worry.

“You're lucky that nothing too bad happened.” Marcus looked at her with a look.
“But those superiors of yours, are you planning to let them off the hook so
easily?”

“Of course not!” Cordelia’s anger flared when they were brought up.

Despite that, she was just venting.

Michael was one of the company’s shareholders, and Jesse was his niece’s
boyfriend.

What could a small employee like her do to them?