Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chris arrived at the apartment. As soon as he entered, he smelled a delightful aroma wafting from the kitchen.

There, he found Lena busily cooking, tending to a pot of chicken soup that had been simmering for hours. Though soup required patience, she did not seem to mind. She lifted the lid and took a whiff, then used a small spoon to taste it before she smiled in satisfaction.

Chris leaned against the kitchen doorway, a mix of emotions washing over him as he observed her.

He walked over quietly and embraced her from behind, causing her to jump in surprise. He tightened his hands around her waist, and she relaxed upon recognizing his familiar touch.

"What are you doing?" she asked softly.

Chris did not reply. Instead, he took in her scent and kissed her neck tenderly.

Lena shrank into herself, her face flushing.

Chris chuckled. It seemed he had discovered her sensitive spot.

"Even though this isn't for me, it still feels great," Chris said softly.

"What?"

"To come home and see you busy in the kitchen, the house filled with warmth and the aroma of cooking, and to have you beside me. This is the life I want most."

Lena served him a bowl, and Chris acted flattered. "What? Isn't this a treat for pregnant ladies?"

"Are you having it or not?" Lena asked with a casual tone, but there was a hint of a smile on her face.

Chris could not have been happier. He carried it to the dining table as if he were holding a precious treasure and savored every spoonful.

across from him,

was exactly what she wanted most,

said thoughtfully, "Lenny, about what you told me the

know. If it weren't for wanting to explain that

head, hesitating to speak. "Lenny, can I ask

"Sure."

uncertain about this? Her mother had written all those things in her diary, and they were all based on actual events. Nicholas had saved her mother's life,

"I'm sure. Everything my mother wrote

looked a bit anxious. "But she didn't explicitly write that you are

what are you trying

his throat and reached into his pocket for the crumpled DNA test report. He had secretly taken Lena's hair for a

had taken him by surprise. When he had read Lena's diary and listened to her life story, he had harbored doubts. He knew what kind of person

He understood her yearning for a family and the fantasies she had built around it. He wanted to protect her and could not bear to shatter her illusions. After all, Lena was unlikely to spread the truth. So, why not let this beautiful misunderstanding

his lips and

strange today." Lena looked

Chris said softly. "I just want to

"What is it?"

hasty, but it's what I truly want..." Chris

gentle smile. There was a soft blanket on her, and

"You came back home

smiled apologetically, leaning into

soon as she stepped inside, she had not even sat down for a

do is eat and sleep." Lina stretched and spotted some fresh oranges on the

feel sluggish," Linda said, stroking her