Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Lina anxiously clutched the hem of her clothes, blinking more frequently than usual. Zuko reached out his hand and gently touched her shoulder, causing her to tremble slightly. She timidly glanced at him, allowing his big hand to rest on her shoulder without moving.

“Lina…” Zuko wanted to say something but struggled to find the right words. He tentatively reached for her small hand. “It’s getting late. Let’s go back?”

Lina was startled. He had spoken with a rising tone at the end, asking her cautiously instead of ordering her directly.

Her heart instantly melted.

Scenes since she met Zuko flashed through her mind like a movie. He would never speak loudly to her. The cold and icy expression he showed to others would instantly transform into a radiant smile when he saw her. He doted on, spoiled, and cherished her like the apple of his eye. When he heard that Violet and Gia almost hurt her, he hurriedly rushed to Southeast Aciatic.

If this wasn’t love, if he had done all this and she still accused him of deceiving her, then she would be letting him down.

Lina stammered, “Zeke… Oh, no, it’s…”

Zuko said, “I told you, if you’re not used to it, you can still call me by my previous name. It doesn’t matter.”

“How can I do that?” Lina smiled. “Your name was given to you by your parents. How can I change it casually?”

Zuko was taken aback.

gradually lowered. “I have to learn to adapt, so let’s start with

his ears were playing tricks on him before he was enveloped in a

you who adapted to me,

through her sparkling eyes. “Now, it’s my turn to adapt to

“Lina…”

can’t always wait for the star to fall. Even if it doesn’t fly high,

his mouth twitching. He wanted to

grip a bit…” Lina’s eyes were moist, but she also found it funny. She patted his back

of her and apologized repeatedly. He was

would not understand and would not forgive him. Now, he had obtained the most precious treasure

walked along the path, holding hands. The moonlight elongated their figures, and the moist air of Southeast Aciatic carried a

Zuko took the opportunity

she protested, “How

eyebrow and

head is tilted. Let me see you walk like

can