Married a Secret Billionaire

What Chris saw on the screen was that the eldest Hamerton heir was currently wearing an apron and creating chaos in the kitchen. Just from the chopping sounds on the cutting board, Chris could imagine the disaster in the kitchen.

“Zuko, I think I should call Pammy first.”

“Hmm?”

“I need to warn her in advance.” Chris chuckled. “No matter what your husband gives you, don’t eat it. Watch out for food poisoning.”

“Get lost!”

“Hahaha!” Chris could not hold back anymore. “I mean, what kind of biochemical experiment are you conducting? Spare your kitchen! What do you want to do? Can’t I help you?”

“It won’t do.” Zuko looked smug. “This is a special soup a husband has to prepare to ensure his wife will get pregnant. I can’t let outsiders interfere.”

“Pregnancy soup?”

“Yes,” Zuko said earnestly. “There used to be an old servant in our family. She’s passed away, but the soup recipe she left behind has been benefiting future generations. I followed her recipe and doubled the ingredients…”

Chris was flabbergasted.

the

a disciplined special forces soldier, Chris felt a responsibility to advise him. “Zuko, you can’t do this… You have to follow the recipe! After all,

eyes. “You

of view, it might

the perspective of a husband, let me tell you… Forget it. You wouldn’t get it

“What?”

meddling too

hung up. He stared at the screen, furrowing his brow very seriously and muttering, “But

you saying?” Lena walked out of the

up and was

and was now wearing a light blue blouse and a white skirt. Simple and elegant, the new outfit highlighted

hard to look away momentarily, his