Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Lena’s wounds were getting better each day, and her body was slowly returning to normal.

The small village was peaceful and quiet, almost like it was cut off from the rest of the world. Even though it was close to Centrolis, it didn’t have the busy feel of a big city.

Lena liked the vibe there. She would often sit in the yard, looking at the flowers growing freely, taking deep breaths, and listening to birds singing.

At meal times, Chris would come to get her. The first time Lena saw the fancy meal Chris had made—four dishes and soup—her calm expression turned into one of amazement.

“How is it?” Chris, who still had on an apron, proudly showed her the dishes. “Try it. It’s going to make your taste buds dance!”

“How did you learn to cook like this? I thought…”

“Thought I’d blow up the kitchen like those two spoiled heirs?” Chris chuckled.

He had shredded the potatoes that way back in the Thompsons the last time just to preserve Zuko’s pride.

“When I first joined the military, I was assigned to the mess hall. Frying, sautéing, and cooking are all basic skills!”

Lena stared at him in a daze. Whenever he came close, she could smell the lingering aroma of cooking on him. She remembered someone saying that men were cuter when they cooked than when they smoked. She understood it now.

Who wouldn’t want to share their life with a man who possessed both a rugged charm and domestic qualities? Plus, he was adept at handling a sniper rifle…

A light blush appeared on Lena’s cheeks, but the slight flutter in her heart settled swiftly like a warm iron smoothing out wrinkled fabric.

Chris readied another meal that night and called her in from the yard.

Lena’s movement was still limited, so Chris had been carrying her to and fro the house whenever necessary these days. Today was the same—gently, he settled her into her seat.

Chris beamed. “They’re fresh from the lady who lives at

her

stayed in the village, he occasionally assisted the villagers

specific day when a middle-aged woman living at the village’s entrance appeared as if she intended

slice but sensed no freshness. Instead, it left a sour

Lena fixed her

stare, Chris dropped the mushroom slice he had just picked

“W-What’s… What’s the matter?”

him momentarily, then uttered a few words through her gritted teeth, “Too

before bursting into laughter. “I added vinegar dressing for the salad! Who told you to dip

met Lena’s, his laughter abruptly

things. She had mistakenly placed the

He added with a smile, “I was thinking of preparing some raw sliced fish for you, but I don’t want

at the vinegar dressing plate. She remembered that Chris didn’t know how to make the dressing—but the woman did, and her

that realization, Lena’s jealousy began to ferment

Chris, unaware of what Lena was thinking, felt confused. Was there really no food on this

set down his

how you got hurt. Why

maintained a blank expression. “She’s the

because she once snooped around Uncle Nicholas’

I’m not normal. Someone who thinks

was both

a new kind of reasoning to him, yet it strangely made

the military, we never really encountered this sort of logic. Normally, when everyone considers someone

from our viewpoint, neither you nor Kaitlyn quite fit the