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

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

the pictures! I know I’m old,

to grab Phil’s phone but clearly felt he

and the

secretly scoffed. As they entered a stagnant state, she suddenly

that—he did not see that coming. His phone dropped into the boiling soup. The spilled soup messed up the table, giving his

was awkward.

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

on with her act. “Look at me, I’m useless! I can’t

okay, Aunt Helen.” Zennie eased the situation. “His phone is indeed faulty. I was

Phil suddenly said that with a cold face

looking at him, feeling guilty. Her big eyes,

that was dead in the soup and stood up

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

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

soup and left before waiting for her