Cordelia was stunned and straightened up, not knowing where to place her hands.

Zephyr took a seat next to her and scattered some bread crumbs to the pigeons before turning to her with a smile. “Bad mood?”

Cordelia lowered her head. How did he know?

“I think I haven’t told you about my childhood.”

Zephyr began to speak calmly. “My parents took a divorce a long time ago. I’m with my dad, but I often go to Chaiseland to keep my mom company.

“My mom’s a feisty one, so she has never allowed me to be weak. As for the Hamertons, grandpa has been training me as an heir. Each thing I do, eat, drink, walk, posture, or actions, have strict regulations.

“That’s not all. I face internal fights with the family all the time.

“Whoever grandpa prioritizes, the easier that person becomes everyone’s target.”

Zephyr revealed a light smile, which was tinged with bitter self-deprecation.

Cordelia’s heart squeezed. At that time… he must be a boy of only six or seven years old.

called Rylands Square there. I feed the pigeons there alone whenever

him. There was a light

him who was born with a silver spoon would never understand the worldly sufferings, but children who their families hurt

shuffled closer

on the ground. Although they were not snuggled together, their shadows

said softly, “Cordelia, if you’ve run into troubles at work, I

simple,

Zephyr frowned.

up with clear eyes and told him softly, “I know you mean

beginning for me. I want to test my

focused as he replied seriously, “You don’t have

be tough,” Cordelia answered gently. “I want to have a

know that I can depend on you. And you’re a reliable man.” She looked at him. “But as

to stroke her hair. This time, she

face, but his insides

don’t want you to work so

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