Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Zephyr was informed that Janine was already back when he returned to Zen Residence. He got changed and went upstairs to greet her.

“Mom, are you happy with the room?”

“Mm, it’s alright.”

Janine had just made herself coffee, and the room wafted with its aroma. She took a sip and scanned around.

The room was spacious and bright. The floor-to-ceiling window faced the mountains, and the room decoration was tasteful. Even a small ornament felt luxurious.

She sat on the soft lamb leather couch.

The place was great, but she felt an inexplicable sense of distance.

She could not help wondering where Xyla was living. With a considerate and caring daughter, the room she was in must feel much warmer than this place…

Zephyr noticed her oddity. “Mom, what’s the matter?”

Janine took a deep breath. Her gaze at him was slightly disappointed.

Zephyr noticed that she seemed to be shaking a little and asked, “Are you cold?”

“Mm.” She tugged her shawl. “I’m not quite used to the weather here after living in Chaiseland for so long.”

“It’s fine. I’ll make sure they adjust your room temperature.”

The answer would be fine in usual times, but Janine had just watched the close-bonded mother and daughter, so it felt impassive in her ears.

“Mom, you wore too little today. Put mine on!” The sweet voice suddenly rang in her ears.

She looked at Zephyr and thought to test him, so she coughed and said in a low voice, “Zephyr, I think I didn’t wear enough…”

“Didn’t wear enough?” Zephyr was astonished as he looked at her five suitcases.

straightforward. “Have

someone to do it again… Janine’s

trained on him. “Zephyr, I said that I didn’t wear enough!

put on

to look angry. “Do I have clothes with me

his mother did not get to unpack in time. He rang the

sentence, Janine growled,

you have a

and you never do! You ask the helpers

to a son? Just keeps worrying me and

room

a good daughter! She doesn’t even complain about going shopping and exhibitions and cares whether she’s cold or

have

on the spot as he looked at his mother with a frown,

felt

of steel. She was more rational and calmer than

child, yet his mother was actually comparing him

upset. Whose child was this? They best not

and slowly calmed the rage in him. He ultimately forced himself to ask, “Mom,

her arms in front of her chest

got clear-headed. Looking at

more like Janine’s

she had gone back to normal. He

48% on my side. The rest are fractional shares and

only 1% less than me?” Janine’s gaze dimmed

an expression. “It’s because you like this company, and the Bakers have a significant professional standing in the media industry. Plus, this company isn’t doing too much under me, that

“This is how you talk

befuddled again, asking softly after a long time, “Are we not…

no longer mother and son now. Only work’s

stayed silent. Was this what people said to be