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.

you say you

Nelly forced

you want me to do

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

was incoherent. “Zen, don’t you understand what I’m trying

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

“Are you joking with

people

was a

her eyes to look

know me well until now?” She said softly, “Grandpa said that

Zephyr frowned.

Cordelia came in. There was a light and warm

was stunned when he saw her and checked the time. ‘Oh, no! I’ve been so busy I did not

“Cordelia…”

bit. How could he let her see

be hungry. I brought your

gentleness calmed

she was the only

as if she did

the dishes out of the container

boy, scooped a piece of pork rib, and fed

happily. She then fed him

nails digging deep into her palms. Her hatred was growing like a

slowly, and complimented Cordelia’s cooking skills. “You sure are capable, Ms. Jenner. The food you made looks really good. You’ve defeated the best chef I have

at her courteously. She did not want to

“I wonder who will be so lucky to

her to get out. Just when his tongue was going to slip, Cordelia

enjoy this exclusively,” she said softly. “Nobody

was arrogant as she enunciated each word. “Don’t

but it was powerful. “This is Zen’s office, and it’s lunch hour now. I

if not. If there’s something about work, he’ll get

was the

with her hair in an

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

going to crush her teeth from

the beginning to the end. He merely focused on the

Cordelia, yet never had he thought

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

eating

around to leave the office. The noise coming from her heels was

that the former took the food from Zephyr’s hand

the food in his mouth as he looked at her