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.

in front of him. It was a pretty slice of red velvet cake and a cup of aromatic

chortled. “Mustn’t have been your idea to

“Yeah, my wife decides all these. I’m just

tasted the cake and

isn’t leftovers from today, is

“It’s leftovers from the

while later. “It’s fine. I’ll have a

expressionless. “This isn’t what my wife made

“You…”

Cordelia hasn’t learned how to bake one yet, so I bought two slices

off the corner of his lips. “It’s a surprise that the cake hasn’t gone bad even

scowl, not knowing

to taste my wife’s culinary skill, but

up to look at

you that reluctant to let me

I’m reluctant.” Zephyr spoke clearly.

the plate, causing a loud clanking sound. He thought, ‘Very well, I don’t deserve it. Zephyr Hamerton,

a deep breath and suddenly felt both angry