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.

looked at her coldly. “Didn’t you say you wanted to

Nelly forced

to do

“It’s just a…

“Zen, don’t you understand

process is rather direct. I only understand what people say as it is. I

smiled, “Are you

people I don’t

There was a suppressive

lifted her eyes to look at him. Her face alternated

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

Zephyr frowned.

was

her and checked the time. ‘Oh, no! I’ve been so busy I

“Cordelia…”

little bit. How could

brought

gentleness calmed his

her smile, Zephyr felt as if she was the

ignored as if she did

of the container and handed the clean cutlery

good boy, scooped a piece of pork rib, and fed

it happily. She then

her nails digging deep into her palms. Her

capable, Ms.

not want to talk

wonder who will be so lucky to marry

face turned grim. He was so close to asking her to get out. Just when his tongue was going to slip, Cordelia pressed onto the

only one who will enjoy this exclusively,” she

as she

shouldn’t get carried away, Ms. Tanner.” Cordelia’s voice was soft, but it was powerful. “This is Zen’s office, and it’s lunch hour now. I wonder if

about work, he’ll get someone to talk

sounded as if she was the

played with her hair in

to eat with us, Ms. Tanner?” Cordelia smiled even more

pissed that she was going to crush her teeth

beginning to the end. He merely

Cordelia, yet never had

had to show a pocket knife, while she merely had to speak to scare the

He could not stop eating

leave the office. The

smiling after ensuring that the former took the food

had yet to swallow the food in his mouth