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

was exactly

and said thoughtfully, "Lenny, about what you told

know. If

to speak.

"Sure."

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 mother's life, and her mother had loved him deeply, willing to do anything for him.

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

true, but..." Chris 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

he had harbored doubts. He knew what kind of person Nicholas was, so he could not

the fantasies she had built around it. He wanted to protect her and

his lips and gently held her

today." Lena looked at

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

"What is it?"

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

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

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

blushed and smiled apologetically, leaning into her

spend quality time with them. However, as soon as she stepped inside, she had not even sat

come over me. Lately, all I want to do is eat and sleep." Lina stretched and spotted some fresh oranges on the table. Her mouth watered at the

advanced stage of pregnancy, so your mobility is limited and you feel sluggish," Linda said, stroking her daughter's head. "But having an improved appetite