Cordelia’s heart lurched. “Carter… tell me properly, how’s mom?”
“Mom hasn’t been feeling well the past two months. I don’t know what illness it is in particular…” Carter’s voice
wavered. “Dad said that you were giving birth, so he didn’t let me tell you. Cordelia, can you come?”
Cordelia bit her lips. Fear engulfed her like a monster with a wide, bloodied mouth.
Zephyr hugged her and took the phone, calmly telling Carter they would be back in Southeast Aciatic soon.
“Darling…” Cordelia was at a loss.
She had just been thinking about the hardship in the past, not expecting that the shadow those days left could
never be wiped away.
“Don’t worry,” Zephyr comforted her softly. “Dad’s a good doctor. He’ll take good care of mom. I guess Carter’s
calling because he’s so young and gets too nervous. It’s always been you when mom was sick in the past. Now that
you aren’t around, he’s lost his support.”
Cordelia’s eyes were rimmed red with glistening tears.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZephyr hugged her, feeling his heart ache for her. He knew that no amount of comfort or coaxing would work. She
would only be soothed when she was taken back to Southeast Aciatic for a visit personally as soon as possible.
…
Two days later, Cordelia and Zephyr arrived at the airport with Zuko.
Cordelia had felt a little guilty for leaving after a short time in Centrolis, worried that Liam would be angry. However,
Liam frowned.
“What do you take me as? Of course you should go check on your mother when she’s ill! Who knows? She might be
happy and recover when you’re back with my great-grandson!”
Cordelia was grateful for the old man’s understanding.
Liam had even lent them his private jet.
His private jet had the best security in the whole Hamerton family. No one dared try tinkering with it. The pilot had
more than 20 years of aviation experience, so everything was safe and secure.
Cordelia carried Zuko and leaned against Zephyr’s shoulder in the VIP lounge.
“Grandpa’s so kind to me, yet I can’t take care of him, and I’m taking you with me too…”
“That’s silly of you to say.” Zephyr chuckled. “Taking care of mom is our priority now. Grandpa’s not insensible.
Besides, do you think there’s really no one to run the household without you in the Hamertons?”
Cordelia gave it a thought. That was right. There were about a dozen experienced butlers who were capable and
loyal like Clark in the household. The company also had a professional management team and plenty of talented
individuals on the board of directors.
Liam had passed the family and business matters to her out of his affection and trust for her.
Cordelia smiled and looked up to rub noses with Zephyr.
This was the first time, postpartum, that she had taken the initiative to be intimate with him.
Zephyr looked delightfully surprised and adjusted himself to kiss her… when someone knocked on the door.
“Mr. and Mrs. Hamerton, there’s someone for you!”
Cordelia was amused by Zephyr’s scowl and pushed him away softly.
Zephyr gnashed his teeth. “I’m twisting the person’s head off no matter who it is outside!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe door opened, and Neil was standing outside.
Zephyr jolted.
Neil removed his sunglasses and hat before slowly entering the VIP lounge.
Cordelia was slightly surprised to see him. “Why are you here?”
“I heard that Aunt Xyla’s ill. I’m going back to Southeast Aciatic with you!”
“You…”
“Don’t worry.” Neil smiled. “I’ve taken care of work here. I don’t want to act for the time being, so I might as well
spend some time back home!”
Cordelia nodded and kept her eyes on the door.
Aurelia was following her back to Southeast Aciatic this time. Aurelia had thought that the Centrolis airport was
huge and beautiful with so many expensive-looking duty-free shops, and she did not want to be a third wheel, so
she had gone out to walk around.
Cordelia was just about to discuss Aurelia’s immigration status in Southeast Aciatic with Neil when the girl ran in
excitedly.
“Cordelia, all the way over that side of the airport… there’s a row of claw machines—a whole row!”
As soon as she spoke, a cold voice retorted, “What’s so exciting about claw machines?”