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Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 807
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Cordelia knew that she could not run away again this time.

Zephyr buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath in as he spoke. “Darling, let’s sleep here tonight…”

“But our son is in the room on his own…”

“So what? Men have to learn independence from a young age!”

“He’ll be scared if he wakes up!”

“So, you’re saying you’re sleeping with him again?”

His voice raised together with his eyebrows.

Ever since Zuko had turned one month old, Zephyr had decorated the nursery himself. He had said boys should

learn to be independent since they were young as he excitedly put him in the room.

However, Cordelia would bring him to their big bedroom. For the convenience of feeding, she would let their son

sleep next to her.

At first, Zephyr would still have space in the bed.

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Cordelia had read some articles on the Internet and was worried that Zephyr would turn and kill their son when he

was sleeping, so…

As long as their son was in the room, her husband would become so insignificant that he had to sleep in the guest

room.

Zephyr vented everything he felt tonight after being triggered by Alexander.

“Hubby, our son needs to eat in the middle of the night…” Cordelia reasoned with him softly.

He did not want to reason with her and threw a tantrum. “I want to eat too!”

“You…”

Cordelia widened her eyes. She was not sure whether to laugh or cry.

In the next second, he rang the bell instantly, ordering the maids, nannies, and confinement lady to take care of the

child in the master bedroom.

Little Zuko had been sleeping well. Even if he woke up in the middle of the night, there was breastmilk in the fridge.

There was no need to worry.

After the arrangement, Zephyr looked at the little lady in his embrace. He smirked and grabbed her. “You’re trying

to get off my bed after getting in?”

“Zen!”

“I feel our son was my love rival in my past life!” He grinned. “Wifey… Why don’t we make a lover of my past life

for me? How’s that?”

Cordelia was about to call him greedy, but her lips were sealed with a deep kiss. She was beaten.

Zephyr wanted it rough this time, and she almost collapsed.

It went on the entire night.

Cordelia lazily lay on the bed. Her back was hurting.

Zephyr smiled in satisfaction. He went to check on their son and then returned to report to her.

“I told you that we don’t have to worry about our son. The nannies are watching him. He has just eaten and fallen

asleep.”

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With her exhausted body, Cordelia insisted on checking on Zuko.

She returned to the guest room after a while. Zephyr held a bottle of ointment in his hand and got her to lie down.

She chuckled and lay next to him like a good girl. He lifted her clothes and applied the ointment on her lower

abdomen.

It was ointment to reduce stretch marks. Rowan had mixed it himself, so it was foolproof.

Cordelia looked at her body. Although she was not out of shape, her belly would not go back to how it was before so

soon. It was flabby like an orange peel, and there were ugly stretch marks on it.

Sometimes, she was unwilling to look at it.

However, Zephyr did not mind it at all. He insisted on applying ointment for her every day.

She could not help but feel warm and caress his face, watching how focused he was.

No other man in the world would treat her like that.

Meanwhile, Cordelia would not love anyone like she loved Zephyr.

His eyes were filled with allure. He smiled gently and lay beside her, fanning the ointment after he was done.

Zephyr recalled when they were living in a small rental unit back in Jangasas. In order to save money, she would

hardly turn on the air-conditioner.

However, she would turn it on as soon as he complained that it was warm.

Cordelia would even fan him after turning the air-conditioner on, drying the sweat on his body.