Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 181

Zephyr’s eyes contained nothing but the delicate girl.

Cordelia gasped, blushing red. She was shy and afraid as she pleaded softly, “Honey, no!”

Zephyr’s gaze was delirious with a smirk.

The ardor spread like wildfire in the room. As the moonlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling window, it illuminated the clothes scattered on the floor as well as the two bodies on the bed.

…

Zephyr slowly cracked his eyes open early in the morning. Seeing that Cordelia was still sound asleep in his arms, he could not help smiling and kissing her lips. He carefully pulled his arm out and got out of bed to call the reception, asking for breakfast to be sent to their room.

Cordelia turned around lazily on the bed, the space next to her jolting her out of her sleepy daze.

“Darling?”

She got out of bed to look around barefooted. As Zephyr came in from the balcony, she walked right into his embrace.

“What’s the matter?” Zephyr smiled, stroking her hair. “Why are you in such a hurry to look for me?”

Cordelia scrunched her nose and looked up at him judgingly.

“Did you smoke on the balcony?”

Well… Zephyr felt beads of sweat forming on him.

He tried with a chuckle. “Honey, I’m already smoking a lot less now. I know that you don’t like the smell…”

“It’s not that I don’t like it. Smoking isn’t beneficial to your health at all!” Cordelia nagged seriously—Zephyr let himself get nagged as seriously too.

“Besides, I’m not asking you to stop completely. I know it’s hard to do that, so we take baby steps!

“But you can’t just smoke so early in the morning!

“Whatever it is, I’m telling you…” Cordelia said, her big eyes expressive, “Smoking is bad for health!”

“Really?” Zephyr’s tone went up at the end of his word.

Cordelia suddenly felt that his gaze did not feel right.

Zephyr came close to her, and his large hand suddenly grasped her waist. It was too late for her to run away, and she was pinned in his arms.

“So, you’re suspecting that I…”

“No!” Cordelia shook her head vehemently.

She had dug her own grave! This was pouring gas into a fire! She wanted to flee, but the man picked her up princess-style, and she fell back to the bed.

Cordelia was thoroughly exhausted after what happened. It was close to noon when she woke up again.

She turned and mumbled, “Darling, I’m starving.”

She glared at the man, but the latter’s eyes turned into crescents as he smiled.

Zephyr carried her to take a shower and carried her out of the bathroom.

Cordelia’s eyes sparkled when she saw the lunch that had been sent to their room.

Just as he contemplated how he should lure Matthew’s men away if he opened the door to reveal them wanting to kill him, someone spoke outside the door.

“Hi, I’m the manager of the housekeeping department. Is anyone in?”

Zephyr blinked. He opened a small gap at the door. It was really the housekeeping manager who stood politely outside with an apologetic smile.

It was only then Zephyr opened the door.

“Sir, madam, we’re very sorry for what happened in the hotel.” The manager bowed.

“What happened?”

“It’s a mistake on our security. We didn’t do a detailed check… Someone from the gangs checked in last night and caused this commotion today. We’re very sorry to have alarmed our guests!

“We’ve called the police now, and they’ve taken the suspects away. Sir, madam, the hotel will provide this stay complimentary to you and compensate you for your emotional damage. I apologize again for alarming and disturbing you!”

Zephyr scanned outside and saw plenty of people in the hallway. Several managers explained and apologized for the incident room after room to pacify their guests.

The police were also at the end of the corridor, pulling up barricade tape. For the time being, this place was safe.

Zephyr’s brows were locked together. This did not seem like what Matthew could cook up. If his ‘kind and loyal’ uncle wanted to kill him, he would do it indirectly, not openly and straightforwardly like this.

‘The manager mentioned gangs just now… Could it be…’

Zephyr took a deep breath and closed the door to quickly change his clothes.

Cordelia, who had barely calmed down, could not help asking when she saw that he looked like he was going out again, “Darling, where are you going?”