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.

at her coldly. “Didn’t you

Nelly forced

to

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

don’t you understand

sorry.” Zephyr chuckled. “My thought process is rather direct. I only understand what people say as it is. I thought you’d really want

“Are you joking with

people I

There was a

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

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

Zephyr frowned.

There was a light and warm smile on her

he saw her and checked the time. ‘Oh, no! I’ve

“Cordelia…”

panicking a little bit. How could he let her see

be hungry. I brought your favorite

gentleness

as if she was the only person

was ignored as if

dishes out of the container and handed the clean cutlery

a good boy, scooped a piece of pork

happily. She then

her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. Her hatred

cooking skills. “You sure are capable, Ms. Jenner.

not want to talk

who will be so lucky to marry you

close to asking her to get out. Just when his tongue was going to slip, Cordelia pressed onto the back

only one who will enjoy this exclusively,” she

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

Tanner.” Cordelia’s voice was soft, but it was powerful. “This is Zen’s office, and it’s lunch hour now. I wonder if there’s space for you

something about work,

she said sounded as if she was the lady boss

played with her hair

do you want to stay to eat with us, Ms. Tanner?” Cordelia smiled even

going to crush her

the end. He merely focused

had wanted to help Cordelia, yet never had he thought that lady’s battle prowess

to show a pocket knife, while she merely had to

stop eating while showing

office. The noise coming from her heels was

after ensuring that the former

the food in his mouth as he looked at her innocently. “Isn’t