The moment Zephyr entered, he saw Rowan leaving. He froze.
Zephyr had always mocked the old geezer and thought him to be annoying, but now that he saw his dejected expression and reddened eyes, he could not even force a smile… he felt like he was suddenly fed a pill—his throat felt dry and bitter.
“You’re here…” Rowan’s voice was hoarse.
“Mm.”
That was all Rowan said. He gave Zephyr another glance and went off with a stagger.
Zephyr walked in and saw Cordelia on the couch in a trance. It was like life had been sucked out of her, and she was in a bad mood too.
She could no longer hold back her tears when she saw him. Zephyr hugged her, his heart aching as she cried.
“Darling, let’s finish work early today, okay?” he asked softly, running a hand down her back.
Cordelia did not actually have much to do. Before Janine left, she had already told Mr. Smith to handle the recent company affairs.
“I want to take you somewhere.”
“Hmm?” Cordelia looked up at him. “Where?”
Zephyr smiled and gently put her coat over her before leaving Imperial Media hand in hand with her.
Cordelia discovered in surprise that the car parked by the road was the one she had bought him.
“Why did you think of driving this one?” She smiled and went around the car. “It looks newer than before.”
Zephyr watched her quietly with a press of his lips.
Of course, the car looked newer and nicer than before. Since the purchase, he had treated the car like a gem. He was usually reluctant to drive it and parked it at the best spot in the garage. Even its maintenance was the highest grade and quality.
If Zephyr’s garage were a harem, those luxury cars would absolutely be working together to crush this small little one into scrap metal.
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