Married a Secret Billionaire

When Zephyr returned to Royal Manor, Cordelia was learning from Helen in the kitchen.

Helen reduced the heat while the soup in the clay pot bubbled. The whole house was aromatic and filled with simple warmth.

“The last step is to add this… and done!” Helen taught Cordelia step by step, and the latter learned seriously.

“That’s all?”

“Yeap!”

“Mm.” Cordelia took a deep breath. “It does smell better with these added.”

“You and Mr. Z can both have some of this soup. Winter’s starting now, and it’s cold and dry. It’s time for some nourishment.”

“Okay,” Cordelia assented with a smile, putting the lid back on the pot and turning the fire off.

Helen was astonished. “Y-You’re not drinking?”

“I’ll wait for him to return and have it together!”

“Didn’t Mr. Z go to the manor today? He probably won’t be back so soon! Just have your portion and leave him his!”

“No way! It isn’t the same eating by myself.” Cordelia smiled. “I want to wait for him!”

The girl’s sweet voice jolted Zephyr, who was outside the kitchen, and he could not help the quirk of his lips.

She was the same back when they were in Jangasas, insisting on waiting for him to be back and have anything good together. At that time, she had been the most worried about him not eating enough, not dressing well enough, or being laughed at by others.

Therefore, she had been working as much as she could to make money and had done everything in her power to give him the best life. She had spent three months’ worth of bonus on him for an expensive suit and emptied her savings to buy him a car…

Even during their hardest time, she had given him 400 dollars for a belt he wanted without hesitation when he asked for it.

He remembered their visit to Regalia Hotel when she received her first paycheck. She had not had much money, but she had ordered him lobster risotto and said with a chuckle, “It’s okay if you don’t work. Your wife will take care of you!”

felt his eyes sting as

everyone knew that he obeyed Cordelia in everything and talked behind their backs that he was crazy for indulging a woman like this. What these

with a smile

and turned around

surprise. “Didn’t you go to the manor? Grandpa didn’t ask

shook his head. He had lost his favor now. If Cordelia was

Aunt Helen, and I also made rice with chicken.

“Sure!” Zephyr agreed readily.

waist, refusing to let go. His eyes were also focused on her face, capturing each subtle expression of hers without wanting to miss one

with a lowered head. She looked for an excuse. “Sir, you came from the manor. Is my brother

“Mm, not bad.”

visit

permitted it instantly. “It’s fine. It’s the weekend tomorrow. Stay a few days at the

him, and he asked Robert to send her

and Cordelia were the only two people

one was around—even Ginger could not disturb them. He suddenly recalled the lesson from the last time

finally have their own quiet

frowned and giggled to himself on the spot, Cordelia had served

“Let’s eat!”

made was tasty, and the soup was warm—right into his heart. He felt blissful but was scared of the heavens fighting for such bliss

you spacing out?” Cordelia glanced at him weirdly. “Getting full from

and held

“What is it?”

more capable than I’ve imagined. Even grandpa’s

back of his hand with her

hoarse. “Darling, I

pretty disappointed about

not even a little!” Zephyr

too,” Cordelia

“Is this a repayment?”