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Clark was astonished.
Liam was usually cold and strict. Rarely were there times like this when he huffed with a glare. It was pretty rare,
and what was rarer was that he acted this way because of Cordelia.
Clark smiled and helped the old man back to his room for rest. The servant sent in the tonic that he took every
night.
Liam finished it with a furrow of brows and placed the bowl back on the tray with a thud.
Clark was worried. “Sir, any medicine has its side effects. I think it’s better that you drink less of it.”
“It’s fine.” Liam waved a hand. “I’ve been drinking this since I was young. It’s been decades now, and it’s already a
habit. Besides, these are holistic herbs. They’re nourishing. They aren’t harmful!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClark wanted to say more, but nothing came out despite his open mouth.
In Royal Manor at night…
When Cordelia came out from her shower, she saw that Zephyr was already asleep. She checked the time—it was
only 8:00 p.m.
Work was busy recently, and Zephyr frequently worked overtime. It was rare that he slept early today.
Cordelia smiled upon recalling that this man had confidently told her during dinner that there would be a meteor
shower at 8:00 p.m. tonight and that both of them were to sit at the roof hand in hand and make a wish.
He was kind of endearing when he acted childish sometimes.
Cordelia tucked him in carefully before she slipped inside herself, pulling a corner of the sheets up.
Zephyr’s even breathing was just next to her ear.
She looked at him quietly, unable to help running her pale fingers over the middle of his brows, tip of his nose, lips,
and finally stopping at his chiseled face.
The more she looked at his face, the more she loved it.
Cordelia smiled. When she ran her finger over the fatigue that showed between his brows, she jolted. She thought
of how he had to attend to his work recently but also free up some time to help her with the miscellaneous affairs
of the western suburbs’ project… and all his bank cards were with her too.
He was a man without a single cent of fun money. He did not even have cash for a meal on him. Forget Zephyr’s
status. A regular person would find it hard to accept.
Cordelia suddenly thought that she had quite gone over the line. She bit her lips and got up to pull the drawer open
to get all the bank cards that Zephyr had submitted to her.
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She thought she should give him one back lest he embarrassed himself in front of others. She then pulled a card
out and placed it under his pillow softly. She intended for it to be a surprise, wanting to let him know when he woke
up the next day.
Unexpectedly, he slept lightly and moved around, trying to peel his eyes open.
“Cordelia? What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” Cordelia smiled. “Giving you allowance.”
“Huh?” Zephyr was perplexed.
He had not asked for an allowance from her today, but she took the initiative to give it to him? How could he miss
such a golden opportunity!?
He got up swiftly and took off his T-shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
“Come on!”
Cordelia was stunned. “Come on, what?”
The man smirked. “Aren’t you giving me ‘allowance’?”
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