Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 382

Charlie continued. “The major families in Centrolis all have their eyes on the plot of land, wanting to get a cut of

profit there.

“So, the joint hospital project is worth an attempt.”

“Mm, I know,” answered Rowan.

Currently, the hospital was secondary in priority to him. It was of utmost importance to meet Cordelia, talk to her,

and have a proper look at her. He would be content then.

Actually, before he went to see Cordelia, he had already gone to the University of Centrolis to sneak a look at

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Carter.

His son was doing so well. He was young but was intelligent and eager to learn—a talent in the making. He had also

gotten into the medical department and was innately gifted in research.

Rowan was pleased. For some reason, though, his favor for his son was far from his affection for his daughter… He

always thought that boys should be able to take hardships and not be doted on, while girls would be the apple of

their fathers’ eyes and should be indulged and pampered.

He chuckled. A hint of warmth crossed his weathered face.

“Give word that I haven’t made up my mind with whom to work yet.” He chortled. “They’ll come to me by then!”

Charlie hesitated. The other major families were fine, but the Hamertons were prideful since their ancestors’ time.

“I’m afraid Mr. Zephyr won’t contact you first.” Charlie smiled. “He’s waiting for you to bow down first!”

“Is this a joke!?” Rowan was offended and raised his voice. “Does that b*stard even have regard for his father-in-

law?!”

“Mr. Irwin, if I remember correctly, Matthew Hamerton called him a b*stard the other day, and you—”

“I’m allowed to do it!” Rowan glared at him. “Not others!”

Charlie grinned without saying anything. Rowan actually approved of this son-in-law. It was just that they had

misunderstandings standing between them. Who knew when they would be able to resolve them?

…

Cordelia got to have Helen’s homemade meal at noon as she had wished.

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“Have more if you like!” Helen looked at her lovingly.

Cordelia dug in. As the steaming soup and rice greeted her, beads of sweat dotted the tip of her nose.

“You seem to have a good appetite recently!” Helen said with a beam, “You aren’t pregnant, are you?”

Cordelia froze before she winced. The two things that Helen was most concerned with recently were one, if she was

healthy, and two, if she had a baby in her.

“Not yet.” She blushed. “Zephyr says he doesn’t want a kid for now.”

“Oh.” Helen nodded in thoughts. “It’s good too. Heh… I think it’s nice that you two are still in your honeymoon

phase. Since you don’t want a child yet, I need to make adjustments to my soups… Hmm, I’ll add nourishment to

Mr. Zephyr’s!”

“Um…” Cordelia smiled. “Then don’t go too heavy-handed, or he’ll get nosebleeds.”