Zephyr knew that unless Rowan admitted this to Cordelia or Xyla told her personally, it would feel entirely different if the girl were to find out from someone else.

Liam coughed with a frown.

Then, the servants served Blossom Mandarin, one portion per person, placing it gently beside them.

“Cordelia.” Liam was quick to change the topic. “Try this!”

Cordelia snapped back to her senses and nodded with a smile.

She recalled back when she had not known about Zephyr’s identity yet and he had taken her on a honeymoon to the hot spring hotel. It had been spring, and the mountain by the hot spring had been blooming with peach blossoms. It had felt like paradise.

Back then, the signature dish of the hot spring hotel had been Blossom Mandarin. She had picked the fish eye and given it to Zephyr.

She did the same now. The most precious things were meant for the most precious people.

There was unnoticeable envy on Liam’s jaded face when he saw it. After some time, he muttered softly, “Your grandmother… did that for me in the past too.”

Zephyr and Cordelia put their cutlery down at the same time.

This was the first time Zephyr saw his grandfather wear a sorrowful expression in his life. His grandmother had passed away before his birth, so his impression of her was only limited to the oil painting in Liam’s study and the old photos on the table.

Growing up, his understanding of Liam had always been that he was cold, strict, and merciless and he was known for his impartiality and ruthlessness in business.

That was why he had never known that there was a sensitive, fragile side to his grandfather that no one knew of, that there was a secret garden where someone he treasured the most lived in.

“Grandpa…”

“Hah, it’s fine! It’s nothing!” Liam recomposed himself very soon. “Dig in! No need to mind me! Sigh, once you get old, you like to reminisce…”

I’d like Zephyr

at her with

woman his grandson had married was this warm and kind girl, not a wealthy heiress with

pay one’s respects to the dead when she had

“Cordelia, I understand your good intentions, but the

I should pay

you think

beamed. “It’s grandma, someone who’s very close to

his eyes wet. “Your grandmother will bless you

the meal, Cordelia and Zephyr walked

afternoon sun of the early winter felt comfortable on them, and Zephyr suggested

however, the horse trainer

say? Cordelia and I want to ride. Do

The trainer was pale from horror. “It’s…

quickly asked, “Is this

them around the stable to

run down. There

a shrill

Cordelia Jenner!

before a disheveled woman rushed toward her. Shocked, she stood rooted there, so Zephyr caught her in

“Cordelia! Cordelia!”

shrill voice

of her trance and recognized the ghostly woman, who was actually

at the horse

stammered, “I-Its… It’s Mr. Yale—who locked her

he lock her up?“Books Chapters

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