Married a Secret Billionaire

“Ms. Cordelia… do you want fruits?”

“Fruits?” Cordelia paused. “No?”

“Then why’s Mr. Zephyr going to the storeroom? That storeroom is basically filled with fruits!”

Cordelia was even more puzzled. Not too long later, though, she saw Zephyr coming out with two big pineapples. He placed them in front of her.

“What… are you doing?” Cordelia took a few steps back.

Zephyr wore a straight face as he uttered lightly, “I’ll get on my knees.”

“You…”

“Darling, we’ve agreed on the rules, right?” He chuckled. “First, my wife is always right. Second, if my wife is wrong, refer to the first rule!

“So, there’s no explanation in this matter. It’s my fault!

“Since I’m wrong, I have to be punished. Nicholas kneels down on a washboard? I’ll kneel down on pineapples!”

Cordelia widened her eyes to stare at him in disbelief.

thorny. What if he got hurt? She then began to self-reflect

Alexander liked her husband, he had not done anything rude. Instead, he had taken their sides

kind of person her husband was. His

of her to

on the spot, regretful, with

wanted to give in, she caught a glimpse of the quirk on the corner of the man’s

was completely in Zephyr’s grasp again. He knew that she

though… she would let him do

clearing her throat without giving anything away. “Good attitude in admitting your

curve of Zephyr’s

you really getting your knees on the

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

did she

punish yourself? You’ve

pins and needles.

out into a genuine giggle

“Darling…”

pushover, don’t you? Each time you pull the pitiful card, I’ll start reflecting on myself, and you get to slide right

“…”