Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

There were numerous replies under that comment laughing at the poster for being an infatuated fangirl. However,

Neil’s hand stopped on the screen as his finger slowly glided over each word, like he was stroking her long, chestnut

hair that was fluffy like a kitten’s.

That account’s username was Sunny…

Neil closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

“Say, Neil,” Shane said with a lowered volume. “If you really don’t feel like acting recently, I suggest that you go

back to Southeast Aciatic for some time. Consider doing it for your family!”

“What happened?”

“Well…” Shane hesitated before telling him, “I heard that the princess in Southeast Aciatic is asking about you

again!”

…

Later, Cordelia sprawled on the bed in exhaustion after coaxing her son to sleep.

Zephyr came out from the bathroom and sat beside her to gently massage her shoulders.

“Oh, right here…” Cordelia exclaimed softly, “Harder!”

Zephyr froze before he chuckled. “I’m afraid that too hard will hurt you.”

“No, it won’t! I just want you to go harder… Hmm, that feels so good…”

Her moan was soft and pleased that Zephyr could hardly keep his control in check. If her “harder” and “so good”

were not because he was massaging her shoulders but… it would be great!

Zephyr smirked. As he thought about it, he inched closer to her.

Cordelia’s voice was soft. “Darling, Zuko’s only two months old. Why does each day feel like years… When he’s

growing up, so I don’t have to carry him anymore?”

Even though she had help around her, Zuko only wanted Cordelia and could not bear to be separated for even a

moment.

Moreover, the baby could eat, so his weight shot up, and his plump little arms and legs looked like the Michelin

mascot.

Cordelia felt like her body was breaking apart, carrying him for the whole day. Her arms, especially, did not feel like

hers anymore.

Zephyr raised his brows and spoke softly next to her ear. “Realize your husband’s better than your son now, huh?”

“Huh? What?”

“Your husband doesn’t need you to carry him!”

Cordelia paused before punching him with her dainty fists, giggling.

“Not only does your husband not need you to carry him, but he can also carry you when you’re tired!”

Before Cordelia could react, the man had pulled her into his arms.

She had put on some weight after her labor. She was still slim where she was supposed to be, but where she was

supposed to be voluptuous had gotten even bigger. In addition to her breastfeeding, she always smelled faintly of

milk…

Zephyr buried his face in her chest. His mind went blank as blood rushed all the way south…

His hands that had been massaging her slid down her back to her waist and hips, groping. “Honey, can we…

today?”

Urgent pants accompanied his husky voice, hitting Cordelia’s heart like little pebbles. She could feel the heat and

change of his body.

It had been months since they were intimate, and she actually yearned for him too…

Cordelia flushed red, pushing him twice halfheartedly before she completely surrendered to his kisses.

“Softer…” She held his roaming hand. “Don’t wake Zuko up.”

“Didn’t he feed before he slept?”

“Yeah, but I’m still worried.”

“That he’s hungry?” Zephyr smirked. “Why aren’t you worried about me getting hungry?”

“You…”

“So you should feed me now first!”

Zephyr flipped the blanket and covered both of them securely.

…

Even though Zephyr had been suppressing his urge for a long time, he was considerate of Cordelia’s feelings and

did not move too recklessly, trying his best to restrain himself.

After all, this was her first time postpartum. Physically or psychologically, there ought to be an adapting process.

When they were done, Cordelia snuggled into his sweaty chest.

Zephyr had only gotten a taste, not thoroughly satiated as he used to be, but he was already in glee.

They should take things slow, and he should understand her. She was not just his wife now but also a mother.

Zephyr smiled and kissed her forehead.

“Zuko’s such a good boy.” He looked at the baby cot. “He’s so sound asleep and didn’t even interrupt us!”

Cordelia pulled her pajamas over herself to feel their son’s little hands, feet, and head before she flashed a relieved

smile.

“What’s wrong?” Zephyr was puzzled.

“Nothing,” Cordelia answered with a smile. “He doesn’t have a fever!”

“Darling… why would he have a fever?”

“I’m just worried!” Cordelia stuck her tongue out. She was pretty helpless about her anxious antics as well.

She was either feeling for the baby’s breathing or his temperature. Everything was actually normal. Little Zuko ate,

slept well, and had good lungs for crying, too—he was an incredibly healthy baby.

“Cordelia.” Zephyr felt both amused and bad. He went over to hold her shoulders. “You’re being too stressed.

“You really don’t have to worry about him so much. There are Hamerton ancestors who’ve been generals. Zuko has

the genes, so he’ll be fine!”

“Mm, I know, but I can’t help it.” Cordelia chuckled and leaned back into him. “It’s only now that I understand how

hard it is to be a mother… Thinking back now, my mom raised Carter and me alone, and in that environment. I

wonder how she overcame it.”

“Missing mom?”

Cordelia did not say anything but closed her eyes.

It was most probably because she had been too tired recently. Her sleep was light too, and she kept dreaming. Her

dreams were all days when she was bullied back then.

Her mother had been mentally unwell, and they had not had the money to get her treated. Cordelia was so young,

but she had had to take care of both her mother and younger brother, pinching every penny she had.

It was until she met Zephyr that she knew what it felt like to be spoiled and protected.

Her eyes felt wet as she hugged his neck. Sometimes, she felt like life was a gamble. Meeting the man and

marrying him was the most successful bet she had made in her life.

Baby Zuko fussed and cried a little, prompting both of them to go over.

Zephyr changed his diaper, and Cordelia picked him up to feed him. Once the baby had his needs all fulfilled, he

went back to sleep.

The husband and wife got ready for bed as well when Cordelia’s phone rang all of a sudden.

“Who’s calling so late at night?” She frowned and saw that it was a Southeast Aciatic number.

“Cordelia, I hope I’m not disturbing your rest?”

“Carter?” Cordelia was surprised. “Why are you calling at this hour?”

Carter’s voice sounded off. “Mom’s ill, Cordelia… Dad’s putting everything off to keep her company. When… When

can you make a trip to Southeast Aciatic?”