Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“Zeke, if you… If you don’t believe it, I’ll prove it to you!” Jesse tugged at Melissa’s sleeve, urging her to sit down and eat, but she ignored it and insisted on going into the room to rummage through the cabinets. Soon, she held a thin birth certificate in her hand and placed it in front of Zuko.

“Look, this is Lina’s birth certificate!” Melissa’s voice trembled as she pointed at the name on it. “Father: Jesse Jenner, Mother: Melissa Jones. What’s wrong with that!? The hospital issued this!”

Zuko quickly stood up. “Auntie, please calm down. I never doubted—”

“Stop listening to Mary’s nonsense!” Melissa trembled as she angrily scolded and returned the birth certificate to her room, refusing to finish dinner.

After dinner, Zuko made a call to Toph at the entrance of the alley.

“I have a question for you,” he said in a low voice. “How would you react if you had a son, but everyone said he wasn’t your son?”

“What do you mean, bro?” Toph’s tone rose at the end. “You’re not hoping I’ll be c*ckolded, are you?”

Zuko scoffed. “I’m being serious!”

Toph thought for a moment and chuckled. “I might get angry at first and explain to everyone, but I wouldn’t care as much over time. The truth will reveal itself. Besides, my son is mine, and blood ties cannot be changed. Why should I panic?”

your son… doesn’t resemble

must you put it like

saying ‘what

why Zuko did not ask

and sons will always have some resemblance! Besides, even though I

our grandfather… all puffed

don’t have to resemble one

more like a normal person’s mindset. Others could say whatever they wanted, which might the beginning, but the rumors would

intense that it seemed like

‘Guilty?’

his eyes. He turned around and stared at the small house not far away. The living room was lit with a warm yellow glow, and the TV was probably still

eaten much for dinner and brought a bowl of porridge into the room, somehow managing to quickly calm

for the family and peeked her head out toward the entrance of the alley. “Zeke, come in and have some

feet felt