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

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

I know I’m old, but I know how to

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

held it tight, and the veins on his hand

entered a stagnant state, she suddenly

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

awkward. It

at Helen. She could see that Phil was mad, but he tried his best to

act. “Look at me, I’m useless! I can’t even hold the phone properly.

okay, Aunt Helen.” Zennie eased the situation. “His phone is indeed faulty. I was going to get him a new

need!” Phil suddenly said that with a cold

Her big eyes, which seemed to have stars twinkling

that was dead in

a deep voice. “I won’t be eating this time. I’ll try your

are you blaming me? Perhaps you can tell me how

the soup and left before waiting for