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“Darling, this is Ms. Zennie Hamerton. She saved me last time.”
“Zennie, this is my—”
“I know!” Zennie hooked an arm around Cordelia’s neck and grinned at Zephyr. “This is your husband,
Marcus Grist!
“Hello, brother-in-law!”
Zephyr wore a straight face.
“Darling?” Cordelia elbowed him lightly. “Zennie’s greeting you!”
Zephyr glanced at Zennie and made a low hum before turning to the back of the counter to check on
the oven temperature.
Cordelia frowned, confused. She was also a little embarrassed in front of Zennie. The latter would not
think that they were unwelcoming, would she?
“Zennie, excuse him.” She smiled and said, “My husband’s usually this stern and not quite a people-
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtperson… But you’ll find out after spending time with him that he’s a really nice guy!”
Zennie nodded, holding back her laugh.
Since they were little, Zephyr was a “brat” to Uncle Matthew, and a “poker face” and “reaper” to the
others in the family. He actually became a “nice guy” here with Cordelia.
It seemed that her elder brother was getting good at winning a woman’s heart!
Cordelia made Zennie a cup of milk tea and asked her husband to keep an eye on the oven before she
went to clean the porch.
As the buttery aroma wafted from the oven, Zennie went over silently for an ambush from the back, but
Zephyr turned around a step earlier. He crossed his arms in front of him with a frown, his gaze sharp.
Zennie gasped and quickly patted her racing heart.
“Heh… Hi, bro.”
Zephyr arched his brow and smirked. “Watch it. I’m your brother-in-law.”
Zennie stuck her tongue out and chuckled dryly.
Zephyr put on a stern look. “What are you doing here?”
“I…” Zennie answered innocently, “I’m really here to congratulate you! Besides, Cordelia asked me to
come. I didn’t come uninvited!”
“Never mind that you’re freeloading your meals.” Zephyr scowled, “Watch your tongue in front of my
wife! Got it?”
“Yeah, yeah!” Zennie giggled. “I’m your baby sister. Would I expose you? You’re Marcus Grist. We don’t
know each other! Okay? Sigh, bro… are my cranberry cookies done? I’ll have two and take the rest to-
go…”
“Why are you taking away so many?” Zephyr glared at her. “What will we sell when you take them all?”
“That’s petty! Why are you glaring at me over a few cookies? I’ve never seen your heart ache when you
spent so much money running the Hamerton Group when you assisted grandpa!”
“How could this be the same?” Zephyr rolled his eyes at her.
The oven dinged. Time was up. He wasted no time talking to her and wore mittens to pull the tray out.
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Zennie went over like a greedy kitten, but Zephyr turned the other way with the tray.
The scene was coincidentally caught by Cordelia, who came in to wash her hands.
“Honey!” She was alarmed. “What are you doing!?”
Zennie immediately put on a wronged look and ran to Cordelia.
“Cordelia, he’s not giving me the cookies… He said I eat too much!”
Cordelia glared at Zephyr, signaling him to put the tray down.
Zephyr pressed his lips together. Even though he had a scary look, he obediently placed the tray on the
table.
“Cordelia, your cookies smell so good! Can I come here often?”
Cordelia agreed with a smile and turned away to wash her hands, softly warning her husband to treat
her savior well.
While she turned around, Zephyr caught Zennie making funny faces at him boldly and even mouthing
with a smirk, “So, you’re scared of your wife!”
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