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.

the stove and sat across from him, watching him with a

was exactly what she wanted

said thoughtfully, "Lenny,

it to anyone," Lena said in a hushed tone. "I don't want others to know. If

head, hesitating to speak. "Lenny,

"Sure."

you are Mr. Thompson's daughter?" Lena was taken aback. What could be uncertain about this? Her mother had written all those things in her diary, and they were all based on actual events. Nicholas had saved

firmly, her gaze unwavering. "I'm sure. Everything

mother's words are true, but..." Chris looked a bit anxious. "But she didn't explicitly write

what are you

secretly taken Lena's hair for a DNA test, and the result showed she had no biological relationship

story, he had harbored doubts. He knew

the fantasies she had built around it. He wanted to protect her and could not bear to shatter her illusions.

his lips and

today." Lena

softly. "I just want

"What is it?"

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

soft blanket on her, and she realized that Linda had

such a big girl now, but you still can't sleep properly!" Linda chided. "You came back home and collapsed on the sofa right away. Aren't

smiled apologetically, leaning into her mother's

as soon as she stepped

do is eat and sleep." Lina stretched

feel sluggish," Linda said, stroking her daughter's head. "But