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.”

a moment and slowly took out

at Zennie, and she looked rather awkward. “Forget it. Let’s

pictures! I know I’m old, but I know

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

tight, and the veins on his hand

As they entered a stagnant state,

did not expect her to do that—he did not see that coming. His phone dropped

awkward.

Phil was mad, but

“Look at me,

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

that with

Zennie looking at him, feeling guilty. Her big eyes, which seemed to have stars twinkling in them, were

his phone that was dead in the

leave now,” he said in a deep voice. “I won’t be eating this time.

you blaming me? Perhaps you can

his phone from the soup and left before