Although it was not as bustling as the city center, the thick artisan atmosphere added romance to the exotic streets around.

Therefore, it became the place where artsy young people gathered.

Although Cordelia was a local, she hardly came here.

She looked around curiously as if she had entered a new playground. Zephyr held her on the gravel road beneath the sycamore trees. Soon, they stopped in front of a shop.

Cordelia widened her eyes as if her heart was hit by something.

“Hubby, what’s this…”

This place was almost exactly the same as what she had imagined—large, transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and a small sunlit courtyard full of irises.

He smiled and led her in. The decorations were fresh and simple. There was a coffee machine behind the wooden counter, and coffee beans of all sorts were kept in big, transparent bottles placed neatly on the wall cabinet.

Cordelia was stunned for a long time. She looked at the man next to her blankly as she mumbled, “Am I dreaming?”

Zephyr pinched her soft earlobe.

She suddenly smiled, almost threw herself at him, and held his neck. She was over the moon!

“Hubby, did you find this place for me?

“Am I really going to be my own boss now?

“You’re so amazing!”

Cordelia had a sudden change of expression when the excitement subsided. She let go of him. As if recalling something, she had suspicion in her eyes.

She asked in a testing manner, “Hubby, this place is expensive, right?”

knew she would ask that. He said nothing and merely

in

you… tell

“What is this exactly?”

tightly. Looking into his deep eyes, Cordelia suddenly recalled him saying, “We have

and she held her head low. Just like that, she allowed him

shyly, “Hubby, l-let’s wait a

was stunned. “Wait a

wanted to… Ah! Just wait

she was saying after a moment. Holding back his laughter,

Cordelia stared at him

“What…”

Zephyr patted her head.

he usually too lewd that she had a conditioned reflex to that? She immediately thought of that when he said they would get down

who taught her to think

hide the

her fist and punched his chest

“Marcus!”

He held her tiny hand in his palm. “The business I meant is

“Where are we going?”

He chuckled. “I’m taking you somewhere

arriving at the business district close to the beach in the south after walking

center, the thick artisan atmosphere added romance to the

the place where artsy young people

local, she

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