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.

he got hurt? She then began to self-reflect like

anything rude. Instead,

she knew what kind of person her husband was.

just now, then? It was unreasonable of her to do so.Books Chapters Are

spot, regretful, with

caught a glimpse of

again. He knew that she could not bear for him to kneel

would

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

curve of Zephyr’s

you really getting your knees

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

what!? Zephyr was befuddled. Why did she act out

“Didn’t you say you’d punish yourself? You’ve gotten the

he was standing on pins and needles. A myriad of expressions flashed through his face, and

a genuine giggle

“Darling…”

I’m a pushover, don’t you? Each time you pull the pitiful card, I’ll

“…”