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.

it was a pitiful frail stray that had yet to wean. It was an issue if it would make it. Cordelia took care of it

went out, it would prance over with a high tail and

little animal, but since Cordelia liked it, he let the tabby roam around the

again?” He pulled the window open and took the initiative to greet it for the

stopped stretching and looked haughty, slipping

at it. Fine, if it was going to

fat paw lingered by the window like it was coming in yet

nothing to eat in the kitchen. He scooped a bowl of soup and left it on the window sill. If it had been

he saw the tabby cat sniffing the bowl of soup and hopping right

froze. What

was usually a foodie, yet it

as doubt furrowed his brows. He looked at the soup in his hand and suddenly had a

“Zephyr?”

“Why are

leaning against the kitchen door with slightly disheveled hair and groggy eyes. The flush on her cheeks had yet to subside, and her pajamas hung loosely on her frame, revealing a large patch of

pressed a kiss

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