Zephyr wanted to be with her a little longer…

Cordelia blushed. She remembered that this was what she had told him previously.

Zephyr looked at her quietly and smiled, grabbing her bare shoulder that was exposed…

Zephyr woke up early in the morning and saw that Cordelia was still sleeping. He got up gently and went to warm up the soup Helen had made in advance in the kitchen.

Recently, Helen was coming up with all sorts of tricks to nourish Cordelia, and the latter had to drink soup several times a day.

Despite that, Cordelia seemed to still be as fragile.

Zephyr chuckled and heard meowing as soon as he went to the kitchen.

The kitchen window faced the front of the house. A fat tabby cat hopped up the window sill and stretched, facing the sunlight.

The fat tabby was a regular in Royal Manor.

wean. It was an issue if it would make it. Cordelia took care of it and even made it a home on the porch. The cat seemed to be

it would prance over with a

had always been indifferent about the furry little animal, but since Cordelia liked

window open and took the initiative to greet it for

it was him, it stopped stretching and

and rolled his eyes at it. Fine, if it was

paw lingered by the

knew that it was hungry, but there was nothing to eat in the kitchen. He scooped a bowl of soup and left it on the window sill. If it had been any other day, he would be reluctant to take care of

and was going to turn away when he saw the tabby cat sniffing the

froze. What was the

was usually a foodie, yet it acted reserved

smile Zephyr wore slowly disappeared as doubt furrowed his brows. He looked at the soup

“Zephyr?”

drawl came from behind. “Why are

disheveled hair and groggy eyes. The flush on her cheeks had yet to subside, and her pajamas hung

and pressed a kiss on her

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