Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Lena's heart squeezed, overwhelmed by sadness.

This continued for the next few days.

Chris would visit while she slept and quietly leave as she woke up. He would bring a different meal daily, and the house would always be spotless, instantly lifting her spirits. He had been doing everything without disturbing her.

Then, one day, he made pizza. Thinly sliced pepperoni, the perfect temperature—it melted in her mouth. Tears flowed uncontrollably, breaking the barrier she had erected.

She rushed in and immediately saw Chris upon opening the door. She wanted to call out, but her throat felt blocked. Her mouth opened, but no sound emerged.

However, he halted and turned slowly. When their eyes met, he smiled gently.

Lena ran to him, crying, and hugged him tightly.

"It's okay, Lena," he said, patting her head. "It's all over now. You have me. You don't need to be afraid."

she could do was cry. He allowed her to release her pent-up emotions, understanding she had

lay on the sofa, and she

mustered the courage to

The house grew quiet, and her racing

hands, "So, did you

"Mm-hmm."

paused for a moment before speaking softly. "Lena, I didn't mind what happened. I just felt sorry for

lip and glanced downward, struggling to

didn't succeed, the trauma he caused remains. I hate myself for not meeting you earlier. How different things might have

"Chris..."

this trauma, but there's no rush," he

I'm really

close. "You didn't do anything wrong. Why are

should be