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, repaying

out, it would prance over with a high tail and rub against her

about the furry little animal, but since Cordelia liked it,

window open and took the

that it was him, it stopped stretching and looked haughty, slipping to the side with

his eyes at it.

to leave with the soup, but the cat’s fat paw lingered by the window like it was coming in yet did not

scooped a bowl of soup and left it on the window sill. If

was going to turn away when he saw the tabby cat sniffing the bowl of soup

froze. What was the

tabby cat was usually a

slowly disappeared as doubt furrowed his brows. He looked at the soup in

“Zephyr?”

from behind. “Why are you standing

The flush on her cheeks had yet to subside, and her pajamas hung loosely on her frame, revealing

pressed a

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