Cordelia was stunned and straightened up, not knowing where to place her hands.

Zephyr took a seat next to her and scattered some bread crumbs to the pigeons before turning to her with a smile. "Bad mood?"

Cordelia lowered her head. How did he know?

"I think I haven't told you about my childhood."

Zephyr began to speak calmly. "My parents took a divorce a long time ago. I'm with my dad, but I often go to Chaiseland to keep my mom company.

"My mom's a feisty one, so she has never allowed me to be weak. As for the Hamertons, grandpa has been training me as an heir. Each thing I do, eat, drink, walk, posture, or actions, have strict regulations. "That's not all. I face internal fights with the family all the time.

"Whoever grandpa prioritizes, the easier that person becomes everyone's target."

Zephyr revealed a light smile, which was tinged with bitter self-deprecation.

Cordelia's heart squeezed. At that time... he must be a boy of only six or seven years old.

"I spent most of my winter and summer breaks in Melorian. There's a famous place called Rylands Square there. I feed the pigeons there alone whenever I'm in a bad mood."

Cordelia looked at him. There was a light wash of sorrow on the man's side profile.

Perhaps to the outsiders, someone like him who was born with a silver spoon would never understand the worldly sufferings, but children who their families hurt shared the same misfortunes. Cordelia quietly shuffled closer to him.

The sun cast their shadows on the ground. Although they were not snuggled together, their shadows were seamlessly close to each other.

Zephyr said softly, "Cordelia, if you've run into troubles at work, I can—"

"No need." Curt and simple, she refused in two words.

Zephyr frowned.

Cordelia looked up with clear eyes and told him softly, "I know you mean well, but I hope I can resolve my own problems.

"Coming to Centrolis is a new beginning for me. I want to test my survival ability."

Zephyr's gaze was deep and focused as he replied seriously, "You don't have to be so tough with me around."

"I'm not trying to be tough," Cordelia answered gently. "I want to have a world of my own.

"Zephyr, I know that I can depend on you. And you're a reliable man." She looked at him. "But as a woman, I can't lose my ability to earn no matter when."

Zephyr was overwhelmed. He lifted a hand to stroke her hair. This time, she did not reject him.

He still had a straight face, but his insides bloomed like a flower.

"Cordelia, I just don't want you to work so hard."

"I have to learn how to walk on my own." She chuckled, "And from what I hear, you Hamertons aren't easy to handle. If I can't even overcome this small storm out here, where do I gain the confidence to face them in the future?"

Zephyr paused and stared at her. "What did you say?"

"I said, I want to be prepared to enter your world."

Zephyr's heart thumped, emotions rippling in his deep eyes.

Cordelia turned away and smiled at the pigeons farther off. As the sun shone on her, her pure and beautiful face brightened his gloomy world instantly.

A long moment later, she looked at him, honest and open.

"I did plan to leave you when I found out about your real identity. I just wanted an ordinary life. I didn't want to marry a rich man."

Zephyr nodded. He had thought about it. If she could not accept him anyway, he would give up everything related to the Hamertons and become a regular husband and wife with her.

"What changed your mind then?" He took the opportunity to sit closer to her.

"Because I realize later that..." Cordelia looked up at him with her pretty eyes. "I can't go without you."

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