Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Fleur pursed her lips, adjusted her shawl, and shot him a proud look.

The dinner that followed was something Lena found amusing but could not laugh.

The dishes were plentiful, and the hotel's service was attentive. Marco was not that difficult to get along with, but Fleur...

"Let me be clear!" Fleur put down her cutlery, fiddled with her massive Kashmir sapphire ring, and glanced around before fixing her gaze on Lena. "Ms. Harding, the Warnocks are not just any ordinary household. It's not a place for just anyone, and..."

Marco coughed and weakly reminded her, "Dear, it's the Hamertons. The Hamertons..."

"Oh?" Fleur immediately raised her voice. "You old man, bad! When you were young, you pursued me and talked about marrying into my family! Into my family, understand?"

Marco coughed even harder.

Chris covered his face and shot an exasperated look at Lena through his fingers. -

After their meal, Chris walked Lena back to the apartment and headed over to the Hamerton residence. As soon as he stepped inside, he spotted Marco and Fleur seated on the living room sofa.

had wanted to talk

step inside, he caught Marco making exaggerated hand signals and gesturing

took a seat beside his mother, gently massaging

with her son and sharing a seldom-

good massage. Seems you've been taking care of

"Uh, Mom..."

picked up the teacup before her. "Let's be direct then! I

"Mom, why?"

when she was eating. A long face and not even smiling. Why would I need

the young lady's mature and doesn't like smiling. It's not a bad

needs a composed wife

Fleur scolded him with

to refill the hot water in the

Chris was