Cordelia felt a squeeze in her heart. She turned around and leaned in Zephyr's embrace softly. He would always give her a sense of security.
She slept soundly that night. When she woke up the next day, she realized Zephyr was no longer next to her.
However, the fragrance of toasted bread came from downstairs.
With her huge belly, she went to check it out. Zephyr was busy working in the kitchen. The domestic staff stood quietly, watching him create chaos in the kitchen.
"Wifey, you're up?" Zephyr stretched his neck to smile at her.
Cordelia suddenly recalled the time when he took the initiative to cook for her when she took leave due to menstrual cramps back in Jangasas. In the end… Not only did he turn the kitchen upside down, but his breakfast was also a burnt egg and oat porridge with very little oat in it.
She chuckled and walked over to look.
It was much better now. Although the kitchen was messy, he had improved his cooking skills.
He made her a rainbow-like breakfast. There was red from tomatoes, yellow from corn, green from parsley, and purple from sweet potato.
Cordelia looked back, gave him a hug, and complimented him in Chaisene, "My husband is the best!"
The domestic staff looked at each other and smiled. They could not bear to watch them show affection, so they brought the breakfast to the dining room and cleaned the mess.
Zephyr held the bowl and fed his wife pumpkin porridge, one spoonful after another.
Cordelia wiped her lips. "Hubby, it's the weekend. What plans do you have?"
"Do you want to go out?"
"Mm-hmm… I want to visit my parents."
He smiled and agreed.
Rowan and Xyla were staying at the hotel under the Baker Group as well. They were Neil's neighbors.
It would mean that they should have met Aurelia.
Cordelia munched on the sweet potato bun while falling into deep thought. "If my parents like Aurelia, I'm thinking… to ask them to bring her to Southeast Aciatic."
"What?" Zephyr was stunned.
"She won't have an identity no matter where she is anyway, but she has skills!" Cordelia looked at him. "Even Neil said that her embroidery skill is better than the seamstress in Southeast Aciatic!
"If we can train her properly, given the… relationship our family has with the royalty, it shouldn't be an issue to give her an identity."
"Hmm." Zephyr agreed flatly. "Let's not worry about someone else. You're the most important person in the entire family now!"
She pursed her lips and smiled.
At that moment, their doorbell was ringing in a rushed manner.
The butler went to get the door. Soon, a polite police sergeant walked over.
Zephyr was slightly surprised to see him. He greeted him with a smile. "Why are you here, Will?"
Will Orwell bowed courteously.
He was an old friend of the Bakers. Thanks to the Bakers, he had been promoted from an officer to a sergeant.
He was as old as Zephyr. He would ask him out to drink or play golf every time the latter visited.
"Is it your day off today?" Zephyr patted his shoulder while smiling. "But I can't hang out with you today. My wife is due soon, so I must stay with her."
Will forced a smile. He looked rather moody.
Zephyr noticed something was wrong. "You have something to tell me?"
The former calmed down, took out his phone, and played a video.
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