Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 19

“The sales department is one of the most important departments in the company.” Karine purposely began to mock her during the meeting. “If certain people genuinely are untalented at sales, it’d be best not to hog the seat and leave the opportunity to more capable people!

“Our company isn’t a retirement home. All of you know better. People who haven’t closed a single deal and only make the basic salary should really consider a way out soon!”

Cordelia kept her head ducked. The frown between her brows remained there the entire afternoon.

When she went home after a day’s worth of exhaustion, she was greeted like a boss by Marcus, who was on his phone on the couch, once she entered. The kitchen was empty, and there was not even a glass of drinkable water.

The grievances Cordelia had held in for some time finally broke through the dam.

“You… didn’t make dinner?”

Marcus shifted his gaze away from the phone. The small woman in front of him had a slightly red face as she panted, her chest heaving. Her big, bright eyes were trained on him. Despite that, her questioning tone did not sound interrogating—she was more like a begrudging wife complaining cutely to her husband.

Intrigued, Marcus felt his gaze on her unknowingly turn meaningful.

“What’s the matter?” He stood up from the couch with an innocent expression. “Haven't you been the one cooking since we got married?”

Cordelia paused and bit her lip. Marcus’ size was intimidating, as he was notches taller than her when he stood up before her. She deflated at first. Besides, she was gentle and tolerant, so she was not genuinely blaming Marcus.

It was just that…

“Mm, that’s right,” she said softly with her eyes cast down. “I’ve been cooking all this while, but I’m out working now. You… Shouldn’t you share some of the chores? This isn’t just my home!

“I got home late today. Even if you don’t know how to cook, you could have prepared the ingredients. Are you depending on me for everything?”

Marcus squinted. This was the first time Cordelia showed her temper since they’d gotten married. It barely counted, actually. She was just grumbling. The way the girl wanted to get angry but dared not to made her look adorable as a peach. He suddenly felt like teasing her.

“Oh.” He nodded. “You’re complaining that I’m not working and I’m becoming a burden to you?”