Married a Secret Billionaire

Zuko glanced at Chris.

He was really lacking backbone! What on earth did this girl have that made a tough special forces soldier like him so afraid?

Zuko cleared his throat a couple of times, then copied Chris by bending down to clean the kitchen floor.

Lena did not pay any attention to them. She opened the fridge and took out ribs, abalones, chicken wings, sea cucumbers, and even an Australian lobster. She then preheated the steamer and the oven and donned an apron.

Zuko asked softly, “Lena, are you cooking?”

Lena’s face remained expressionless as she replied, “Yes.”

“Such a sumptuous dinner?”

Nicholas and Linda were getting older, so they usually had light dinners to avoid putting too much strain on their bodies. At most, they would have some soup or consume nutritional supplements.

the spread Lena was preparing looked like a feast. ‘Perhaps it is intended

men exchanged knowing smiles, understanding each other

nice for her to replenish her strength,” Lena explained as she started seasoning the ingredients, preparing to roast some chicken

tentatively asked, “Uh… Are you making this

him a faint look, thinking, ‘Who else could it be for

coincidence.” Chris chuckled. “Zuko just got a call from Pammy. She said she’s working late

Lena furrowed her brows, crossed her arms, and sighed. She then

“Uh…”

already had their soup. So, there won’t be

wait…” Chris responded before Zuko. “The

“Oh, you two?”

eyes seemed innocent and pure, but Chris felt like she implied, “Oh, you two?