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…

he sat across the girl with his

raised a brow and did not know whether to laugh

and a lot of other stuff. Our fridge barely has room!” Xyla frowned and pointed at the balcony. “Look, whatever’s left is piled there! Did he move

mother to sit and was going to check in the kitchen when Zephyr came out to serve the dishes. Both of them

lowered her head to avoid his gaze and entered

Cordelia chuckled wryly. She had to clean

The few times he

served. It was already a marvel that he could complete house chores to

on the table and stood aside with his

heart soften and her eyes wet looking

I made doesn’t look good, but they

Cordelia

to do these back home, had he? Had he ever cooked for his

to

clenched. She got up and walked out with her head

up quickly. He wanted to grab her hand but was scared

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