Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 707 Without the halo of the Morrison family, without a job, and now married, even Michael's calm elegance could not hide how down -and-out he looked. People who had seen him said that although he still wore a suit, his luxury watch was gone, and there was no longer a fancy car waiting for him outside. It seemed Oscar was serious this time. Most likely, Michael's recent setback had come after Oscar gave the word. Now, even fewer people believed Michael would win. Everyone thought that within a few months, he would surely divorce Winnie.

When Winnie saw these reports, her heart ached. Yesterday, Michael had said he was going out to meet some friends to discuss starting a business and potential work directions. He came back very late. Winnie waited anxiously for him, assuming he had already eaten outside. But instead, Michael came home starving. She cooked him a large bowl of noodles, which he devoured hungrily. ---- Still, he told her cheerfully that he had already found a job and that she didn't need to worry.

He even said that from now on, he would live more frugally and work hard to earn money so he could buy her a house and a car. At the time, Winnie hadn't thought much about it. She had only felt blissfully happy. But now, realizing that Michael was bearing everything for her, her heart hurt so badly she felt like crying. The elevator reached her floor, and the people beside her stepped out first. Before leaving, they couldn't help casting another glance at Winnie. This time, she didn't feel too upset. Thinking of Michael, she felt there was nothing to be sad about.

Soon, she arrived at the restaurant Michael had mentioned. It was a small fast-food place tucked away in a nearby alley. Though it wasn't far, it took her quite a while to find it. She usually didn't spend much, but she rarely ate at places like this. ---- The Olson family might have been stingy with her, but they had always ensured she ate and dressed decently. It was only after she left the Olson family that money became tight. Fortunately, her salary and benefits at the Morrison Group were still good enough for her daily needs. As for Michael... she wasn't so sure.

The restaurant was tiny, but crowded at mealtime. Michael sat in the deepest corner by the window, and Winnie searched for a long time before spotting him. He had turned slightly sideways, his head angled toward the window, one hand pressing against the side of his head as he spoke on the phone. She walked over and saw that two bottles of drinks had already been ordered, along with a menu that Michael had only half filled out. Orders here were written in pencil on a menu tucked under the glass tabletop. Michael had written down two dishes, both of them Winnie's favorites.

---- But he hadn't submitted the order yet. Clearly, he was waiting for her to arrive and choose what she wanted herself, He was still as thoughtful and attentive as ever, always considering others first. When Michael saw her, the tightness in his brow eased slightly. A faint smile curved his lips, and he gestured for her to order first. Winnie took the pencil and casually added another dish. Michael loved fish, and this restaurant's specialty happened to be that dish. Almost every nearby table had ordered it. After writing it down, she went to place the order.

When she returned, Michael had already hung up the phone. "Today-" They spoke at almost the same time. After exchanging a smile, Winnie tilted her head and smiled sweetly. "You go first." Michael's eyes softened. "How was today? Did work go well?" + "Yes, better and better." Winnie nodded. "What about you? How was your work today?" ---- Michael raised his brows and reached out to touch her face. "I was just a little more successful than you." Winnie caught his hand and rubbed gently against his palm, holding onto it. "Really?

Was it truly that smooth?" "Of course," Michael said with a light smile. "In the not-so-distant future, I'll become the man who supports the family again."