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.

stove and sat across

had described earlier was exactly what she wanted most,

and said thoughtfully, "Lenny, about what

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

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

"Sure."

you absolutely certain that 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

her gaze unwavering. "I'm sure. Everything my

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

you

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

story, he had harbored doubts. He knew what

of sorrow for Lena. 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

licked his lips and

today." Lena looked at

nothing," Chris said softly. "I just want to discuss

"What is it?"

it's what I truly want..." Chris looked into her eyes and spoke seriously. "Lenny,

woke up to see Linda's gentle smile. There was a soft blanket on her, and she realized that Linda had draped it over her

a big girl now, but you still can't sleep properly!" Linda chided. "You came back home and collapsed

blushed and smiled apologetically, leaning

had intended to spend quality time with them. However, as soon as she stepped

and sleep." Lina stretched and spotted some fresh

mobility is limited and you feel sluggish," Linda said, stroking her