Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

On the other hand, Linda had doubt written all over her face.

“Cordelia, look at that nurse’s uniform. Why is it different from the other nurses?
“Her dress is too short! Was she really here to dress your husband in his ward in
such a short dress?

“No way. I must get to the bottom of it!”

“Linda...” Cordelia was unsure whether to laugh or to cry. “What else was she
here for if it wasn't to dress him? Stop being ridiculous!”

She usually would not overthink.

Even if someone was interested in Marcus, he would reject them.

She had full confidence in her husband when it came to his loyalty.

“You're amazing in everything, but you're so slow when it comes to this!” Linda
complained softly. She peeped at Zennie’s back again and secretly memorized
the nurse's figure and face.

As the two of them entered the ward, Cordelia placed the thermos with food on
the table. Then, she went over to check on Marcus.

“How are you feeling today? Does it still hurt?”

“Do you think I'm so weak?!” Marcus chuckled. “Seth said I can be discharged
now. I'll rest at home.”

“Yay!” Cordelia nodded. “l was speculating that you'd be discharged in two days,
so I came here to help you with the packing.”

“That's right. She didn’t even go to work and dragged me into skipping work with
her!”

Linda leaned on the doorframe with her arms crossed. There was a cryptic smile
on her face.

Marcus was stunned and looked at Cordelia. The latter was embarrassed and
said softly, “I got Linda here to be my mover.”

“Cordelia said she'd help you pack. She'll bring some stuff home first, so she’s
borrowing my car.” Linda smiled. She seemed to have recalled something, so
she turned her head to say to Cordelia. “Cordelia, I-I think I left my lipstick in the
car. Can you help me get it?

“Look at my heels. It's so hard to walk the stairs in them!” Linda passed her the
car keys. “See, your husband already got some stuff packed. You can get them
to the car first!”

Cordelia did not think too much about it. She agreed and turned around to leave.
At that moment, Linda and Marcus were the only ones left in the room. The
atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Marcus looked calm. He looked at her with a cryptic smile in his eyes, seemingly
waiting for her to say something.

As he thought, she spoke first. “Mr. Grist, I intentionally sent Cordelia away.”
Marcus nodded. He had seen that coming.

“I'd like to tell you something.”

“Mm-hmm.” He smirked. “I'm all ears.”

Now that he was staring with slight suppression, Linda was feeling
uncomfortable.

“When we came in, there was a nurse who happened to leave. Was she here to
dress you?”

Marcus was surprised. He instantly guessed what she wanted to ask.

“Yes, why?”

Linda took a deep breath in. “Mr. Grist, Cordelia is honest and soft, but she’s
definitely not a pushover! You should think about this carefully. Judging by your
past, you're lucky to marry a woman like Cordelia!”

Marcus wanted to laugh but frowned instead. “What are you trying to say, Ms.
Quimby?”

She had wanted to tell him this earlier but did not have the opportunity to. She
just vented everything, seizing what just happened.

She looked at him and enunciated clearly. “I just want to remind you to treat
Cordelia well and be loyal. She's a simple person. As long as you're nice to her,
she'll repay you for the rest of her life!

“So I suppose you can’t bear to disappoint a girl like that, right?”

Marcus remained calm. There was a faint smirk at the corner of his lips.

Linda was not sure why, but she felt chills in her hands and legs after saying that.
When she lifted her head to look, she saw Marcus’ deep eyes. They looked as if
he knew everything. The intense aura of this man was majestic enough to
suffocate.