Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chris went for a 5k run before heading to Lena's apartment.

The three pizzas he had devoured were enormous. Despite his lengthy run, he still felt stuffed when he returned home.

Regret washed over him when he opened the door and caught a whiff of the food wafting from the kitchen.

"Welcome home?" Lena greeted him while bringing out the final dish, a steaming bowl of soup.

The spread on the table looked enticing, filled with his favorite dishes. The risotto was perfectly cooked, its grains glistening. With the seared steak on the side, it promised to be a delicious meal.

"Come and eat!"

He was taken aback but accepted the cutlery from her with a smile.

Chris had never seen Lena this skilled in the kitchen.

As he took his seat, Lena studied him carefully. Something seemed off today, but she couldn't quite pinpoint it.

Why wasn't he devouring the meal like he usually did when she cooked for him? Why was he so composed today?

and eat!" She urged, "Isn't

"Uh... Haha, well..."

you

with a judgmental look, remembering something a

her gaze. "What's the matter,

replied calmly. "I

"What is it?"

reluctant to eat at home, he must have

"Ahem!"

whether to laugh or

good the food is at home, it won't satisfy a man. Meanwhile, even

"Pfft!"

the table and pounding

the implications of her words. She certainly had no idea that her colleague had been talking about men having

compare his situation

stop laughing. He wanted to explain but didn't

finding him unusually

"Am I... wrong? Did you