Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

The group sat around the round table. The dishes were aromatic and looked exquisite. Every dish was placed in delicate porcelain, looking incredibly extravagant.

Seth could care less if the food was drugged. He impatiently helped himself with the dishes.

Linda teased him. “Not scared of the restaurant pulling your bank password out of you now?”

“They can do as they please!” Seth answered with food in his mouth. “It’s not like I have much in my account. Probably can’t even afford this meal! I won’t be making a loss!”

“Oh, Dr. Stafford’s a wise consumer!”

“You’re not bad either!” Seth chuckled. “You ate more than me!”

Linda almost hit his head with her cutlery.

Cordelia and Marcus grinned at each other lovingly as they watched their friends bicker.

“All the dishes are served.” The manager led the servers to serve some fish soup.

“This is a fish only available in the river of Splendor Mountain. Its meat is fresh and sweet, buttery but not overwhelming. It’s the best for soups.”

The four of them took off the lids.

As expected, an aroma wafted into the room. The fish was braised well with a hint of romance from the adornment of petals.

Cordelia gave the fish eye to Marcus out of habit.

It had always been like that. When her mother was still sober and sane, she would make Cordelia and Carter fish. When it was served, she would give the eyes to her and Carter. Her mother said that fish eyes were good for one’s eyes and were the most precious part of a fish.

Of course, the most precious part should be shared with the most precious person.

Cordelia smiled as she looked at Marcus.

on her husband like precious fish eyes. What a match made in heaven!

have a fish too! Pick the eyes yourself if you want

that the same as them being given

and ducked

never felt as

the fish eyes in his

“You—”

He looked at her gently. “Now you

her head lowered, but a smile bloomed from

…

the room with Marcus after dinner, but Linda tugged her, looking

so maybe they did not feel comfortable spending time alone. Even if they got along well, what if they impulsively entered the same room? It would be too

Marcus to go ahead while she stayed back to chat with Linda.

then Linda heaved a sigh of relief and

so nervous?” Cordelia teased her. “Dr. Stafford’s

back to my room alone and asked you to keep me

bed pulling

Mrs. Grist! What should I do

heartily while Linda was only saying so for the sake of

was as if both girls had gone back to their carefree school days. Back then, they shared the same dorm. Not only did they have endless classes, but they also had endless things to talk about. They shared a bunk bed. Sometimes when they

would be

curled herself up before she smacked the hand that groped

each other, and it only ended when Cordelia mercilessly pinned

her go and pillowed her head above her

really

timider than anyone else when

in the room, Cordelia could feel the change in

can see

the dark weakly.