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Cordelia raised a brow and did not know whether to laugh or wince.
“He brought fish, vegetables, and a lot of other stuff. Our fridge barely has room!” Xyla frowned and pointed at the
balcony. “Look, whatever’s left is piled there! Did he move the supermarket back?”
Cordelia first helped her mother to sit and was going to check in the kitchen when Zephyr came out to serve the
dishes. Both of them froze when they made eye contact.
Cordelia lowered her head to avoid his gaze and entered the kitchen.
It was a disaster inside. Cordelia chuckled wryly. She had to clean up the battlefield in the end.
She remembered that when they first got together, he was always waiting to be served like a master. The few
times he cooked later, he messed up the kitchen. Cordelia could not figure it out then—were house chores that
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She understood it now. Zephyr had grown up being served. It was already a marvel that he could complete house
chores to this extent.
Zephyr placed the last dish of fish on the table and stood aside with his back straightened stiff and his hands
grabbing the apron he wore.
Cordelia suddenly felt her heart soften and her eyes wet looking at him covered in sweat.
“Mom…” Zephyr’s voice was deep. “What I made doesn’t look good, but they taste decent. Try them!”
Xyla laughed and pulled Cordelia to sit down with her.
Cordelia bit her lips. He had never had to do these back home, had he? Had he ever cooked for his parents? Would
he have to stand here to pander so humbly if it were not for her?
They belonged to two different worlds.
Upon thinking of this, Cordelia’s heart clenched. She got up and walked out with her head lowered.
Zephyr was startled before he caught up quickly. He wanted to grab her hand but was scared that she would be
upset, so he asked, “Are you going out?”
Cordelia did not answer.
Xyla spoke instead. “Zephyr, why don’t you take a walk with Cordelia? Or… you both might as well have dinner
outside!”
Cordelia wore her shoes and hurried downstairs. Zephyr did not even get to bid goodbye to Xyla as he hurried to
follow her.
Cordelia walked along the street, and he tailed her. They kept a decent distance from each other. Their shadows on
the ground were elongated due to the sunset, and Zephyr gradually walked into Cordelia’s shadow.
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Zephyr paused, and a hint of a smile appeared on his chiseled face. He raised his hand, shook it twice, and its
shadow landed on Cordelia’s shadow. It was as if he was rubbing her head.
Even then, he was already content.
Cordelia snapped her head back to see him acting strangely and frowned. Zephyr quickly kept his hand and
coughed to hide the awkwardness. He then saw her heading to a cafe by the road.
It was dinner time, and the small shop was filled with people. Cordelia finally got a table, and Zephyr squeezed
through a few people to sit across from her.
The owner came over with his notebook. “What are you having?”
Cordelia looked at the man opposite of her and said softly, “One shrimp ravioli.”
Zephyr froze before emotions surged within him. Shrimp ravioli was his favorite. Did she order it for him? Yet, she
did not specify not to add parsley. She knew that he hated parsley. She also only ordered one serving.
She had most probably ordered it for herself. It seemed that she did treat him like he was not there…
The glow in Zephyr’s eyes slowly dimmed as he sat across the girl with his head hanging in silence.
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