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 say you wanted to

Nelly forced

to do

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

don’t you

is rather direct. I only understand what people say as

you joking

people

face was cold. There was a

lifted her eyes to look at him. Her

She said softly, “Grandpa said that

Zephyr frowned.

in. There was

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

“Cordelia…”

his lips, panicking a little bit. How could he let her see Nelly

hungry. I brought your favorite

usual gentleness calmed

felt as if she was the only

if she

out of the container

boy, scooped a piece of pork rib,

it happily. She then fed

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

a smile, walked to 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

did not want

be so lucky to

face turned grim. He was so close to asking her to get out. Just when his tongue

enjoy this

as she enunciated

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

if not. If there’s something about work,

was the lady

at Cordelia and played with her hair

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

she was going

from the beginning to the end. He merely

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

had to show a pocket knife, while she merely had

He could not stop eating while showing Cordelia a

The noise coming from her

the former took the food from Zephyr’s

to swallow the food in his mouth as he looked at her innocently.