Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

It was an ordinary sedan—small engine capacity, fuel-efficient, not exactly roomy, and cost less than

$15,000.

Not even the Hamertons’ servants would drive this kind of car, but Zephyr liked it very much. It was

because Cordelia’s eyes sparkled when she saw the car, and he liked the sparkle in her eyes.

“Honey, what do you think?” Cordelia held his arm.

Zephyr smiled. “As long as you like it.”

“I quite like it, but this is for you. You’ve got to like it too!”

Cordelia knew that men felt more for cars. Cars were like their other wives. She ought to pick one that

he would like.

“Linda and I browsed a lot of them and think this one’s the best from all aspects. Do you want to test

drive it, darling?”

“No need.” Zephyr looked at her. “We’ll take this one. I like it.”

Cordelia grinned sweetly and began discussing the color of the car. Black was cool, but she hoped he

could pick white. He was already barely smiling usually, so it would be scarier if he drove a black car.

As she spoke, she giggled.

Zephyr watched her quietly. He listened as she chattered and giggled like a happy little birdy. His

expression suddenly dimmed, and he furrowed his brows. He followed her with his deep gaze, unwilling

to break eye contact for even a moment.

Nicholas chuckled. “Those million-dollar cars in your garage can’t even compare to this one for less

than $15,000, right?”

Zephyr stayed silent.

“If you’re worried that your identity will scare her, it’s unnecessary.” Nicholas patted his shoulder. “This

one of yours is bold and wise. She’s a cool one. She won’t be frightened!”

“I know.” Zephyr glanced at him.

Cordelia would not be scared away, but she was independent and clear-headed. She would not accept

a marriage where the disparity between them was this significant. She would definitely keep a distance

and leave him by then.

If she could not walk into his world, he was willing to give up everything and enter hers.

“Darling!”

Zephyr snapped out of his thoughts to see Cordelia waving at him with a grin.

“Come here. Give me your ID!”

“ID?” Zephyr jolted. “Why do you need it?”

“I’m signing the purchase agreement!” Cordelia pointed at the blank space. “Your signature is needed

here, and your ID’s required.”

“Why mine?”

The girl grimaced. “Why are you asking silly questions again?

“This car is for you. Of course, it’ll be under your name! Come on, give me your ID!”

Zephyr gulped. He pursed his lips and looked at her with a complicated gaze.

“Honey! What’s wrong? Are you unhappy?”

“I…”

“Unhappy? He’s over the moon!” Nicholas saved the situation with a smile. “But Cordelia, are you really

planning to buy it under his name? My advice is that you better not!”

Cordelia frowned with a confused gaze.

“Well, I think…” Nicholas racked his mind. “It’s better that you buy it under your name! Hah… Don’t give

your all to a man and spend all your money on him! You should look out for yourself!

“Things like cars and property. It’s better to put them under your name. For security!

“No objection from you, right, Marcus?” Nicholas elbowed the man and gave him a look.

Zephyr chuckled. “Of course not. I think the same.”

“But…” Cordelia hesitated.

Nicholas looked at Linda. “Linda, convince your friend here!”

“Oh, what’s gotten into you today?” Linda giggled. “Why are you on the women’s side?”

“Mercy, my lady!” Nicholas almost hit his chest. “I’ve always been your ally!”

“More like a gal pal now!” Linda rolled her eyes laughing.

Nicholas held her hand to place it against his heart. “I swear, I only have you as my gal pal in this life!”

“Shoo!”

Linda slung an arm around Cordelia’s shoulders with a bright beam. “Cordelia, I think Nicholas’ right.

I’m not coming in between you and Marcus! I told you before women should have ownership!

“With these under your name, it’s a safeguard in your life. Besides, Marcus can still drive it even when

it’s bought under your name!”

“That’s right, darling.” Zephyr looked at her. “Just buy it with your name. Everything at home should be

yours anyway.”

“Honey…”

“Including me.” Zephyr grinned dotingly. “I’m yours too.”

It felt like honey was drizzled on Cordelia’s heart. She held his hand tightly with a gentle gaze.

Linda first watched with adoration before she rolled her eyes at Nicholas disdainfully.

Nicholas was at a loss. “What did I do?”

“When have you told me such nice things?”

Nicholas was rendered speechless.

“Nicholas Thompson, what else do you know aside from smoking? Sleep with your cigarettes from now

on!”

“Sweetie, have you forgotten? I don’t have money to buy them anymore!”

“Are you arguing?”

Nicholas shut up and glared at Zephyr.

Why!? That man got a new car, but his girlfriend scolded him? This did not even make sense!

…

Zephyr parked the car outside of the cafe and wiped it down carefully. The car was clean without a

speck of dust as it glowed under the sun.

Farther away, Josiah and Frederic stared unblinkingly.

“Freddy, you wanted to study medicine in the past, right?”

“What do you mean?” Frederic was dazed.

“You read medical books before, didn’t you?”

“I did. So?”

“Did those books state what psychiatric patients are like? Is it like him?”

Frederic rolled his eyes.

Zephyr was diligently wiping the car. He was even humming a tune softly. If he had a tail, it would have

been wagging triumphantly. Comparing this to the usually impassive Mr. Z Hamerton, he was behaving

quite abnormally.

Frederic held back from speaking.

“Say…” Josiah turned and pointed at his head. “Is he really okay here?”

Frederic pressed his lips together but finally cracked a grin.

“Would he drive this kind of car?”

“Why not?” Frederic replied, “As long as Cordelia bought it, he’d drive it even if it’s a tractor!”

“Hah….” Josiah accidentally let out a cackle and quickly covered his mouth.

He remembered Z’s warning for him all the time—he should keep a 500-meter distance from Cordelia

and make no noise!

Zephyr had just wiped the windshield when he looked up and saw the two men hiding. When they were

discovered, they waved at him with a wince.

“What are you two doing here?”