The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 773

Marcel had taken over Grandeur Capital, and his life had become a whirlwind. His time with Zella was becoming increasingly limited.

"No need."

After returning from the Salter Manor, Marcel, who was already feeling uneasy, briefly felt a sense of calm upon seeing Zella. He took her hand and inquired, "Have you eaten well tonight?"

Zella was a bit taken aback.

In all these years, Marcel had always been distant and rarely showed any concern for her. However, recently, his attention and care towards her had been unwavering, and it was hard for her not to be moved.

"I ate." Zella squatted down slightly. "Madam is still upset. Don't be angry. It will get better in a few days."

Marcel was growing fonder of Zella. Her presence made him feel at ease.

"In a few days, I'll accompany you to the Anderson family."

They had children now, and it was time to consider their marriage.

Zella seemed to remember something embarrassing. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Alright."

After a disappointing visit to the Salter Manor, Leda took a break and knocked on Zella's door. "Prepare something for me to eat."

Fresh out of the shower, Zella still had a lingering dampness on her skin. "Madam, the kitchen has prepared food, and it's still warm."

"I don't care. Weren’t you quite good at cooking before?" Leda was not fond of Zella, who had given birth to what she considered a useless daughter.

Why couldn't she be more like Brittany, who had given birth to a son in her first pregnancy?

Brittany's son was handsome, no wonder she could charm Grace into forgiving her mistakes.

Zella knew Leda was doing it on purpose, "Understood."

She changed into a fresh set of clothes and went downstairs into the kitchen.

Leda watched her go, rolling her eyes dismissively.

Zella was a good cook. In less than an hour, she had prepared a late-night snack according to Leda's preferences.

She served it to Leda. "Madam, it's ready."

Leda walked over to the table, pulling out a chair to sit down. She glanced at Zella, "How's the pregnancy planning going?"

Zella pursed her lips, "I haven't decided yet."