Zephyr rubbed Cordelia’s hair. “No. I’ll stand by your side no matter what you do.”
“But…” Cordelia did not finish her sentence but pressed her lips together.
“But my wife’s a kind woman.” Zephyr smiled. “She can’t bear for people who love her to be sad, am I right?”
Cordelia looked at him in silence.
He asked softly, “Honey, do you want to hear what I think?”
“Mm!” Cordelia gave a firm nod.
“What I think is actually simple.” Zephyr chuckled. “Firstly, let me ask you a question… Who’s the man you love the most?”
Cordelia pouted. “Do you even have to ask?”
“I want to hear it from you!”
Was Zephyr being childish again? Cordelia smiled helplessly and knocked on his head. “It’s you!
“Zephyr Hamerton, there’s already a video as proof, and you’re still asking something like this?”
“Because this is an important question!” He coughed in feigned profoundness and held her hand. “What I want to say is…
“Everything that happened after the plane crash.”
Cordelia’s heart clenched. She had seen those scars on his body, deep and shallow.
Back when he hid his identity, he had glossed it over, claiming that the scars were from boxing training when she asked.
When his identity was out in the open, and there was once when they were intimate, she felt the scar on his lower abdomen, then the rest of them from there to his back. She could no longer hold back from asking about them.
It was only then Zephyr told her that they were left from the plane crash, and he mentioned it in passing lest she worried when she asked further.
Cordelia was not someone to be hung up over things. Since he did not want to speak more about it, she stopped asking. It was just that the matter stayed in her mind like a rock.
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