Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Bianca outwardly complied, but a hint of discontent lingered in her eyes. Throughout the meal, her gaze kept drifting toward Chris. When Fleur spoke, Bianca would actively join in, steering the conversation toward their shared childhood memories.

In their youth, she frequented Fleur's home, adoring the swing in her backyard and sharing a bed with Chris.

Lena listened quietly, her calm facade masking the fact the delicious food lacked flavor to her.

"Oh, Chris..." Bianca gazed at him innocently. "Could you take me to the mountains? I'm seeking inspiration for a photo series featuring the mountains."

Chris' eyes darkened, and he remained silent, subtly holding Lena's hand under the table.

Bianca pouted. "Why aren't you responding?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Fleur tapped the table gently. "Let's eat."

"Aunt Fleur, I—"

"I don't think you should join them," Fleur gracefully adjusted her hair. "They have important matters to attend to. What would you gain by tagging along?"

charming. "Chris and I used to travel all the time

grown up.

settled over

glance. With such a supportive mother-in-law, what could they

surprised. She hadn't expected Fleur to

wrong? Why is everyone staring at me?" Fleur widened her

"I remember Aunt Fleur loves grilled salmon.

butler nodded and

sensed Fleur's unhappiness and bit her lip. Despite her

Fleur, she changed the topic. "Aunt

placing her cutlery firmly on the

Bianca flinched.

and amiable, but only as long as

affectionate toward her, would now include

the moment, Lina instructed the butler to serve Bianca

with Fleur, and the