Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“She makes really good soups too,” said Cordelia.

“You’re too kind, Ms. Cordelia!” Helen placed the pot on the table mat. She was close to Phil. She peeped at him and continued to speak while smiling. “Okay, all of the dishes are served! Oh, right, I see that young people love taking pictures before they eat! That’s a trend, right? Aren’t you going to take pictures, miss?”

“Oh, yes!” Zennie responded immediately. “The food you cooked looks really good, Aunt Helen. Of course we’ll have to take photos!”

“Hey, Phil!” Helen pushed him. “Don’t let her do it on her own. Take photos of her!”

Phil’s expression changed. He snapped his head up.

Helen was scared by the fierceness that flashed through his eyes. She instinctively stepped back.

However, it only lasted for a second.

When she returned to her senses, Phil went back to the young man who always had a smile on his face again.

“I’m sorry, my phone is laggy…”

“Really?” Cordelia smiled. “It didn’t seem laggy when you were taking pictures earlier.”

into silence for a moment and slowly took out his

she looked rather awkward. “Forget it.

pictures! I know I’m old, but I

to grab Phil’s phone but clearly felt he did not want to let

held it tight, and the veins on his

entered a stagnant state,

that coming. His phone dropped into the boiling soup. The spilled soup messed

atmosphere was awkward. It was unusually

could see that Phil was mad, but he tried his best to suppress his rage

sorry!” Helen went on with her act. “Look at me, I’m useless! I

situation. “His phone is indeed faulty. I was going to get him a new one

Phil suddenly said that with

Her big eyes, which seemed to have stars twinkling

phone that was dead in the soup and

have work. I must leave now,” he said in a deep voice. “I won’t be eating this time. I’ll try your cooking next

Perhaps you can tell me how much

soup and left before waiting for her to finish