Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Nicholas chuckled and wore a look of innocence.

“Isn’t this a cafe? What else could I do here?”

Zephyr watched him carefully, not missing even a subtle expression.

The man was not as aggressive as he was the last time, but a conclusion could not be easily made if he was here with a kind or malicious intention.

Zephyr went back to sling an arm around Cordelia’s shoulder, softly asking her to go home first and telling her he would take care of this.

Cordelia was quite worried but could only walk out slowly upon his insistence. After Cordelia left, Zephyr looked at Nicholas with a ghost of a smirk.

“Afternoon tea set, right? I’ll prepare it for you!”

“Can you do it?”

“Why not? I’m the boss here.”

Zephyr returned to the back of the counter. His movements were practiced, but the pots and pans made a lot of noise. It made Nicholas wonder whether he really did need to make so much ruckus or whether he was trying to drive him away with it.

plated afternoon tea set was placed in front of him. It was a pretty slice of red velvet cake and

and chortled. “Mustn’t have been your idea

answered, “Yeah, my wife decides all these.

the

isn’t leftovers from today, is

course not.” Zephyr scoffed. “It’s leftovers from the

smile a while later. “It’s fine. I’ll have a

you’ve misunderstood.” Zephyr was still expressionless.

“You…”

how to bake one yet, so I bought two

of his

not knowing if he should continue

won’t be able to taste my wife’s culinary skill, but you can try out what the

up to look at

let me have

I’m reluctant.” Zephyr spoke

face fell, and he tossed the knife and fork on the plate, causing a loud clanking sound. He thought, ‘Very well, I don’t deserve it. Zephyr Hamerton, you probably have no

deep breath and suddenly