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.

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

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

all these years, she knew what kind of person her husband was. His devotion and

a tantrum just now, then? It was unreasonable of her to do so.Books

the spot,

to give in, she caught a

in Zephyr’s grasp again. He knew that she could

though… she would let

clearing her throat without

of Zephyr’s lips

really getting your knees on the

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

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

punish yourself? You’ve gotten the pineapples out. Why aren’t you kneeling

he was standing on pins and needles.

not help breaking out into a genuine giggle looking

“Darling…”

think I’m a pushover, don’t you? Each time you pull the

“…”