"Nothing like that!" Zuko's eyes flickered with a complex glint. "I'm just asking on your behalf. If you really marry Lena in the future, your dad will surely ask about it even if I don't!"

Chris paused and put down his cutlery with a frown.

Lena's expression also changed slightly. She forced herself to remain composed, ate some soup, and then placed the bowl and spoon in the sink.

Zuko left after that, leaving only her and Chris in the room.

She cleared the table and was about to wash the dishes when Chris' hands suddenly blocked her way.

"The water's cold. I'll wash them."

Lena paused and saw Chris had already turned on the tap, swiftly washing the pots and dishes.

She listened to the soothing flow of water, silently observing him. His sleeves were rolled up, showcasing his strong forearms. The sink was a bit low, making him bend slightly, yet his broad back remained as reassuring as ever like the protective fortress guarding her heart.

What about her? Was her background deserving of someone as outstanding as him?

casually, but she took his words to heart. If

Marco and his wife be as relaxed and unconcerned with social status

she had already decided to keep her birth secret buried deep

were as tangled as a jumble of

mind, and she hadn't

"Lenny, what's wrong?"

snapped back

good. Are you

Lena shook her head.

me do the washing." She tried to mask her anxiety. "The weather isn't cold, so washing a

way." Chris chuckled. "I'll handle these things! I'm tough,

smiled at

said gently, "You were affected by what

and pulled her into his embrace. "Don't mind him! Our marriage is a matter between the two of us.

then embraced his waist. She wanted to hold him tightly, just like grasping onto a rare beam of light in her

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