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.

him. It was a pretty slice of red velvet cake and a cup of aromatic hot latte. There was even a

up the flower and chortled. “Mustn’t have been

wiped his hands as he answered, “Yeah, my wife decides all these. I’m just learning

tasted the

isn’t leftovers from today,

scoffed. “It’s leftovers from the day before

“It’s

Zephyr was still expressionless. “This isn’t what

“You…”

day before yesterday, but Cordelia hasn’t learned how to bake one yet, so I bought two slices from the cake shop next

was impassive, with a slight smirk hanging off the corner of his lips.

fork with a scowl, not knowing

to taste my wife’s culinary skill, but

to look at him with a

you that reluctant to let me have the

Zephyr spoke clearly. “You don’t deserve

and fork on the plate, causing a loud clanking sound. He thought, ‘Very

and suddenly felt