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.”

fell into silence for a moment

looked rather awkward.

up. “You guys eat. I’ll take the pictures! I

to grab Phil’s phone but clearly felt

tight, and the

As they entered a stagnant state, she

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

awkward. It was unusually

mad, but he tried his best to suppress his rage

at me, I’m useless! I can’t even hold the phone

situation. “His phone is indeed faulty.

need!” Phil suddenly said that

feeling guilty. Her big

at his phone that was dead in the soup and stood up

in a deep voice. “I won’t be eating this time.

said, “Phil, are you blaming me? Perhaps you can tell me how

soup and left before waiting for her