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.

make it. Cordelia took care of it and even made it a home on the porch. The cat seemed to be aware and ate more day by day,

would prance over with a high tail and

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

here again?” He pulled the window open and took the initiative to

was him, it stopped

eyes at it. Fine, if

the window like it was coming in

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

saw the tabby cat sniffing

froze. What was the

was usually a foodie, yet

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

“Zephyr?”

drawl came from behind. “Why

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 fair

walked over slowly and pressed

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