A few days later, Cordelia followed Zephyr to Melorian.

The journey was a smooth one. She no longer had morning sickness and did not feel uncomfortable. After two days of jet lag, she was full of energy again.

She wanted to check out the city.

It was where Zephyr had grown up. It was not as gloomy as Ricos, and it was sunny every day. Each building was packed with history.

The city had this unique sturdiness. Coupled with the sunset and the pigeons flying by the top of the church, it became a beautiful scene.

Cordelia fell in love with this place.

Zephyr held her hand and took her through the streets. They would watch matches at Old Clifford, look at peculiar items at Northern Point, and feed pigeons at Rylands Square.

He used to only come here when he was sad. He had never thought he would take his beloved wife here one day.

The pigeons at the square seemed to have gained weight. Life was good here.

"Do you like this place?" He hugged her from behind.

Cordelia's belly was growing, so she no longer had that tiny waist. He might not be able to wrap his arms around her again a few months later.

Cordelia chuckled as she looked at him and nodded.

She loved this place, but she loved being in his embrace more.

In reality, the reason she loved this place was that Zephyr had grown up there. Without him, no matter how beautiful the place was, it was nothing to her.

"You've been having fun. You should go to the office tomorrow, right?" she asked.

"Yes," he said.

When they had just arrived in Melorian, Janine wanted to throw Cordelia a grand welcome party. However, it was inappropriate as she was pregnant, so they only had a simple family dinner at home. Cordelia met everyone in the Bakers.

Zephyr's grandfather was a kind, old man. Similar to Liam, he seemed majestic at first, but he was actually a fun, easy-going person.

He was half-retired now, so Janine was taking care of all matters at the Baker Group.

As she was close with the grandfather, Cordelia thought the rest of the family was like that too, only to find out that was not the case.

Although the Bakers were a prestigious family that owned a couple of consortiums, they were infamous for their internal strife.

Everyone wanted their own business, as well as a share of the consortiums. They were especially upset about Janine being the boss, and they vent it out on Zephyr. Therefore, Cordelia was observing carefully the family dinner. She tried to guess their relationship.

Apart from the grandparents, everyone wore a fake smile and put on armor-that was the real situation in the Bakers.

Meanwhile, Zephyr came to help his mother to remove the eyesores.

Cordelia finally understood why Xyla reminded her to help Janine during their phone call before she came.

"Ignore whatever is happening in the family. I'm here." Zephyr squeezed her shoulders and got her head to lean on him.

However, Cordelia had a plan of her own. She could not let her husband fight alone. Also, she had promised her mother she would help her mother-in-law.

"But..." She pouted. "I don't want to just slack at home."

"Aren't you here to rest?" Zephyr smiled awkwardly.

"But I must do something too!" She looked serious. "Many threads on the mother-and-child forums said that women can work as long as they're comfortable during their pregnancy! Also, not only does normal work and learning train good discipline, but it's also great prenatal education!"

Zephyr pursed his lips.

Did he not get someone to remove those threads when he saw them?

In reality, it was not that he was unwilling to let her work, it was just that the Bakers were a big nuisance. He was worried Cordelia would be mentally exhausted.

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