Married a Secret Billionaire

She was currently collecting clothes on the balcony. The drying rack was a little high, and she had to stand on tiptoe and reach out with her arms. She was only wearing a large T-shirt at home to feel less warm—it barely covered her bottom.

Zephyr gulped and felt dry in the throat. He went over and effortlessly reached for the piece of clothing she had been trying.

Cordelia fell into his embrace in surprise. Zephyr wrapped an arm around her waist with quick reflexes, pressing both of them together. She could feel his temperature rising.

“Darling.” His husky voice was smiling. “Enough chores. Let’s rest early tonight.”

Cordelia looked down with a smile and pink cheeks.

Although she would not refuse each time he wanted to do it, today was different.

“Wait for me to finish cleaning up? Seth told me that mom’s doing well these days, and she can be discharged to rest at home.

“I have to hurry and prepare what she needs to send them over.”

Zephyr tried to persuade her, rubbing her hand. “Can’t you do that tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow has tomorrow’s tasks.” Cordelia hurried to check on her new dessert when the oven dinged.

She would prepare the materials she needed the next day every day, and the little cafe was making a profit now under her hard work.

Zephyr stood rooted and scratched his head, letting out a long sigh. If he had known, he would not have opened up the cafe for her! Those cakes and cookies now occupied the time that should belong to him!

“Darling, get me a few plates!”

“Oh, coming.”

went to retrieve the plates in the kitchen and

men cried in unison,

was futile. After all, the consequences of making their wives angry were far more serious than

door to see the soft bed in

off his coat and took a bottle of red wine out of the cabinet, adding

care if you want to do it or not. The two of us have to be united!” Nicholas said through

our own woman. We can’t let the two of them stick to

a huff, wanting nothing more than to punch a

a smirk. He looked at the nightfall outside the window,

and the

Rowan involved

influence was no greater than the Hamertons’, but the industry they were in made the most money—pharmaceuticals and information

another reason

…

was smiling a lot more after they returned from Mengasas. Zephyr was relieved,

on your statement. I think you best make a trip

expecting it. He knew this day would come when he asked

girl would never stop. Everywhere in the house

The drying rack was a little high, and she had to stand on tiptoe and reach out with her arms. She