Married a Secret Billionaire

What was wrong with her to always fall weak for this man?

“Cordelia…” Zephyr smiled carefully as he observed her facial expressions.

She heaved a long sigh and dropped her strong stance. She scooped other dishes on the plate and handed it to him.

“Don’t just eat the meat. Eat more vegetables,” she said softly.

Zephyr knew why she did that, but he was pretending to be clueless as he asked her while smiling, “Oh, so you took my plate just to get me more vegetables! Thank you, wifey. I’ll finish it!”

Cordelia said nothing.

However, she felt terrible. She could not help but ask after a while, “Nelly… Why was she here again?”

‘Again?’

Zephyr put down the cutlery. “It’s her first time here. We’re working on a project together. She came to report to me, so…”

“So I just happened to run into her, right?”

Cordelia stretched a finger and poked his heart hard. Jealousy filled her face.

Zephyr secretly pursed his lips. He was smiling even brighter now.

He did not want her to misunderstand, so he explained, “You’re overthinking it. We’re just working together, nothing else.”

“I know…” She looked down. “But whenever I see her with you, I’d feel… annoyed. I’d feel…”

‘Jealous.’

She could not say that out loud.

He put down the cutlery again, held her into his arms, and buried his head into his chest. She heard his strong heartbeat again.

“Do you remember what I said?” He said softly, “I have a heart after meeting you. I’m no longer a cold machine.”

Cordelia sniffled and wiped her nose with the corner of her shirt.

Zephyr looked into her bright eyes. “Cordelia, merchants from Feranche will be coming next week for one of the projects’ signing ceremonies. Come with me.”

“What?” Cordelia was stunned.

Zephyr smiled.

She had to come. There was no excuse.

The project was about the land in the western suburbs, and she was the owner.

Nelly’s jaw dropped.

her coldly. “Didn’t you say you wanted to show me

forced

want me to

I mean I can do everything for you.” She felt guilty. “It’s just a… metaphor to say

don’t you

what people say as it is. I thought you’d really want to

you

people

face was cold. There was a suppressive aura

her lip and lifted her eyes to look at him. Her

you still don’t know me well until now?” She said softly, “Grandpa said that he’ll call the

Zephyr frowned.

moment, Cordelia came in. There was a light and warm smile on

‘Oh, no! I’ve been so

“Cordelia…”

a little bit. How could he let her see Nelly in

be hungry. I brought your favorite

usual gentleness calmed

she was the only person left in

was ignored as if she did not

the dishes out of the container and handed the clean

sat on the couch like a good boy, scooped a piece of

She then

nails digging deep into her palms. Her hatred was growing

sure are capable, Ms. Jenner. The food you made looks

She did not want to

“I wonder who will be so lucky to marry you in

when his tongue was going to slip, Cordelia

enjoy this exclusively,” she said softly.

was arrogant as she enunciated each word.

away, Ms. Tanner.” Cordelia’s voice was soft, but it was powerful. “This is Zen’s

there’s something about

if she was the lady

at Cordelia and played with her hair in

do you want to stay to eat with us,

going

nothing from the beginning to the end. He merely focused on the food Cordelia

to help Cordelia, yet never had

she merely had to

could not stop eating while showing Cordelia a

The noise coming

after ensuring that the

mouth as he looked at her