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.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to show me

forced

you want me to do it

I mean I can do everything for you.” She felt guilty. “It’s just

you understand what I’m trying to

thought process is rather direct. I only understand what people

“Are you joking with

never joke with people I don’t

There was a suppressive

her lip and lifted her eyes to look at him.

until now?” She said softly, “Grandpa said that he’ll call the shots

Zephyr frowned.

was a light and

and checked the time. ‘Oh, no! I’ve been so busy I did not

“Cordelia…”

little bit. How could he let

be hungry. I brought your favorite

gentleness calmed

she was

if she

the dishes out of the container and handed

the couch like a good boy, scooped a piece of

it happily. She

nails digging deep into her palms. Her hatred was

them 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

her courteously. She did not want

wonder who will be so lucky to

out. Just when his tongue was going to slip, Cordelia pressed onto the back of his hand and

one who will enjoy this exclusively,” she said softly.

as she enunciated each word. “Don’t get carried

but it was powerful. “This is Zen’s office, and it’s

If there’s something about work, he’ll get

she said sounded as if she was the lady boss of

with

want to stay to eat with us, Ms.

going to crush her teeth from

beginning to the end. He merely focused on the food

had wanted to help Cordelia, yet never had

a pocket knife, while she merely had to speak

could not stop eating while

around to leave the office. The noise

smiling after ensuring that the

in his mouth as