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Cordelia was even more surprised. “Why are you taking our marriage certificates!?”
Zephyr felt his throat tighten, and his lips grew dry. He did not know how to explain it.
While Cordelia had been away, he had found the marriage certificates, and as expected, it was Marcus
Grist’s name on them. Back when Cordelia got married on behalf of Yelena, the Jenners had pulled
some strings and registered the marriage with Marcus’ ID directly.
If he had known that he would fall so deep for Cordelia now, he would have gone to the registration
personally, no matter what.
Frederic had told him that it was not too late to change the name now. It was just a little more
troublesome.
In spite of it, Cordelia caught him when he had just wanted to take the certificates with him.
“Darling, what’s the matter?” Cordelia was vaguely disconcerted seeing the man in a daze.
“You… made a mess of our home just to find the marriage certificates? Why do you need them?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZephyr forced a smile and uttered something completely ridiculous after a stretched silence, “I’m just
looking.”
“What’s there to look at?”
Cordelia widened her eyes and did not know whether to wince or laugh. She pulled the certificates out
of his hand and locked them back in the drawer.
Zephyr stayed silent.
Cordelia looked at him. She could no longer remember how many times it had been that this man stood
before her like a boy who had done something wrong. The man was tall and strong, but each time he
hung his head apologetically and stayed silent, she caved.
Cordelia chuckled helplessly and cupped his face with both hands. Her gaze was clear like pools of
spring water.
“There’s something wrong with you, honey. Have you run into something frustrating recently?”
Zephyr took a deep breath and hugged her tightly, greedily breathing in her sweet fragrance.
“Never mind. Since you’ve already caused this mess, I’ll just let you know where things are!” Cordelia
smiled and patted his back.
Zephyr slowly let go of her and watched as she went to the messy cabinet to retrieve the carved
wooden box he had given her from the deepest part.
There were also a bankbook and bank card aside from the jewelry in it. She pulled out a title deed from
another drawer.
“These are all our assets.”
Zephyr chuckled. “You keep them. You don’t have to show me.”
“No way. This is your home too!”
Zephyr’s heart squeezed.
“This deed is the house that dad gave. Carter’s staying there now.
“Other than our daily expenditure, I save a portion of the money left each month in this card,” Cordelia
said softly. “I bought a wealth management product, and there’s a return every month!
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“Another portion’s kept in the bankbook. If there’s an emergency, take the money from the bankbook.
“All the passwords are our marriage anniversary date. You’ve got to remember!”
“Mm.” Zephyr felt bad. “I remember.”
“This too…” Cordelia smiled softly and showed him two documents.
“I want to buy insurance, but I’m still hesitating about which one to get. Darling, take a look and see
which one’s better.”
Zephyr paused and took what he was shown. They were regular insurances where one kept money
each month, and returns were paid at fixed times. The insurance company would issue a decent
amount of compensation if something serious happened too.
The woman had yet to decide, but the beneficiary at the end of the forms was filled with ‘Marcus Grist’.
Zephyr’s gaze dimmed, and he frowned.
“Why are you getting insurance?”
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