Married a Secret Billionaire

Xyla spoke instead. “Zephyr, why don’t you take a walk with Cordelia? Or… you both might as well have dinner outside!”

Cordelia wore her shoes and hurried downstairs. Zephyr did not even get to bid goodbye to Xyla as he hurried to follow her.

Cordelia walked along the street, and he tailed her. They kept a decent distance from each other. Their shadows on the ground were elongated due to the sunset, and Zephyr gradually walked into Cordelia’s shadow.

Zephyr paused, and a hint of a smile appeared on his chiseled face. He raised his hand, shook it twice, and its shadow landed on Cordelia’s shadow. It was as if he was rubbing her head.

Even then, he was already content.

Cordelia snapped her head back to see him acting strangely and frowned. Zephyr quickly kept his hand and coughed to hide the awkwardness. He then saw her heading to a cafe by the road.

It was dinner time, and the small shop was filled with people. Cordelia finally got a table, and Zephyr squeezed through a few people to sit across from her.

The owner came over with his notebook. “What are you having?”

Cordelia looked at the man opposite of her and said softly, “One shrimp ravioli.”

Zephyr froze before emotions surged within him. Shrimp ravioli was his favorite. Did she order it for him? Yet, she did not specify not to add parsley. She knew that he hated parsley. She also only ordered one serving.

She had most probably ordered it for herself. It seemed that she did treat him like he was not there…

in Zephyr’s eyes slowly dimmed as he sat across the girl with his head hanging in

and did not know

a lot of other stuff. Our fridge barely has room!” Xyla frowned and pointed

was going to check in the kitchen when Zephyr came out

to avoid his gaze and

disaster inside. Cordelia chuckled wryly. She had to

when they first got together, he was always waiting to be served like a master. The few times he cooked later, he messed up the

it now. Zephyr had grown up being served. It was already a marvel that he could complete house chores to this

dish of fish on the table and stood aside with his back straightened stiff and his hands grabbing

heart soften and her

doesn’t

and pulled Cordelia to

do these back home, had he? Had he ever cooked for his parents? Would he have to stand here to pander so humbly

to two different

heart clenched. She got up and

hand but was scared that she would be upset,

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