Other women would want their husbands to be the richest men in the world, but the woman in front of him was different.
Cordelia looked at him while blinking her eyes.
“Why? Is it not good to be a normal person?”
“Well, not that.” Marcus smiled lightly. “What I’m trying to say is that if your husband is more capable, you’ll have a better life, don’t you think so?”
“I’m very satisfied with what I have now!” Cordelia wrapped her arm around his and leaned on his shoulder.
She had always been someone who was easily satisfied.
Compared to a wealthy life, she preferred to spend her life together with the man she loved in peace.
“Honestly, I don’t envy those rich people at all,” she said with a low voice. Maybe it’s because I grew up in a dysfunctional family. I witnessed my mother’s traged
