Chapter 43

Cyrus put the lid back on the pot and looked at Zoey. She was breathtakingly beautiful even without any makeup. He laughed and asked, "Honey, are you jealous?" Zoey suddenly became self-conscious and said hesitantly, "I'm not. I don't care about who you like." If she was jealous, it meant that she cared about him. It could even mean that she had feelings for him. As far as she remembered, this was the first time Cyrus had called her with a term of endearment. He was too shameless. In the past, when he was in a good mood, he would call her by her name. But when he was in a bad mood, he would call her a slut, bitch, whore, and other similar names. So, she had once swore that she would rather die than fall in love with Cyrus, let alone allow him to lay a finger on her. "Don't worry, Zoey. You're my wife. I won't do anything with your best friend. I just happened to be there, so I saved her last night. It's not a big deal," Cyrus explained. Zoey didn't expect Cyrus to explain the wh