Cordelia raised a brow and did not know whether to laugh or wince.

“He brought fish, vegetables, and a lot of other stuff. Our fridge barely has room!” Xyla frowned and pointed at the balcony. “Look, whatever’s left is piled there! Did he move the supermarket back?”

Cordelia first helped her mother to sit and was going to check in the kitchen when Zephyr came out to serve the dishes. Both of them froze when they made eye contact.

Cordelia lowered her head to avoid his gaze and entered the kitchen.

It was a disaster inside. Cordelia chuckled wryly. She had to clean up the battlefield in the end.

She remembered that when they first got together, he was always waiting to be served like a master. The few times he cooked later, he messed up the kitchen. Cordelia could not figure it out then—were house chores that difficult?

She understood it now. Zephyr had grown up being served. It was already a marvel that he could complete house chores to this extent.

Zephyr placed the last dish of fish on the table and stood aside with his back straightened stiff and his hands grabbing the apron he wore.

felt her heart soften and her eyes wet looking at

Zephyr’s voice was deep. “What I made doesn’t look good, but they

pulled Cordelia to

had to do these back home, had he? Had he ever cooked for his parents?

belonged to

Cordelia’s heart clenched. She got up and walked

but

Cordelia did not answer.

“Zephyr, why don’t you take a walk with Cordelia? Or… you both might as well have

downstairs. Zephyr did not even get to bid goodbye to Xyla as he hurried to follow

distance from each other. Their shadows on the ground were elongated due to the sunset, and Zephyr gradually walked into

of a smile appeared on his chiseled face. He raised his hand, shook it twice, and its

then, he

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