Married a Secret Billionaire

Zuko looked increasingly frustrated as Chris remained perplexed, prompting several exasperated eye rolls.

While Zuko cleaned the kitchen, Chris followed closely, asking, “Why did you tell me to shoot her? That’s not like you at all, without reason!

“Is there something bothering you? Did she offend you in some way?

“But, Zuko, that doesn’t add up. You don’t hold grudges over trivial matters, especially not with a young girl!

“Zuko, what’s—”

“Enough!” Zuko’s frustration turned his face red, and he growled, “Just get back to work!”

Chris was taken aback. He scratched his head and offered a friendly smile, even though he didn’t quite understand the situation.

Chris efficiently handled all the dirty and tiring work throughout the kitchen cleanup, thanks to his military background and cleaning skills.

“When I first joined the army, I was assigned to the mess hall.” Chris laughed.

Zuko raised an eyebrow. “Then why didn’t you stick with that?”

ambitious back then, focused on becoming a real special forces soldier. I wasn’t happy with the assignment but couldn’t openly voice my

notes and reported it to the

you might have become a five-star chef by now! We

becoming more and more like

to be reserved and serious, but now he cracked jokes

he leaned

down…” He glanced around and then whispered, “I’ve made

“What is it?”

noticed Lena has a habit of writing

blinked. “How do you know that? Did you sneak a peek at

It looked pretty old and had a lock on it! Later, I saw her rushing into the yard, searching for something. I

I put the notebook back where I found it and quickly found a

but chuckle

faced deadly enemies without batting an eye,

knowing look.

for a moment, then chuckled. “Even if it’s not a diary,