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.”

moment and slowly took out

she looked rather awkward.

guys eat. I’ll take the pictures! I know I’m old, but I know

but clearly felt he did not want to let

and the veins

they entered a stagnant state,

that—he did not see that coming. His phone dropped into

atmosphere was awkward. It

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

“Look at me, I’m useless! I can’t

eased the situation. “His phone is indeed faulty. I was going

Phil suddenly said that with a

Zennie looking at him, feeling guilty. Her big eyes, which

was dead in the

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

you blaming me? Perhaps you can tell me how

and left