Married a Secret Billionaire

Zuko was now completely sober. He hadn’t had time to react when Nicholas dragged him away, and then his ears were filled with the man’s voice narrating how he had made full use of the washboard back in the day, how he had pacified Linda, and so on.

While listening to the stories, Zuko found another glass of vodka in his hand. By the end of it, he had lost track of how much he had drunk.

In a daze, he felt a soft hand hooking onto his arm, and a gentle voice whispered in his ear, “You’ve had so much to drink. What do we do now?”

“Let Zuko stay here! He’s not an outsider,” Linda said.

“Which room should he stay in?” Lina asked.

–

When Zuko woke up, he was lying in a beautiful princess room—Lina’s. The air was filled with a familiar fragrance, and a lovely thought crossed his mind.

He had drunk too much yesterday, and it seemed Lina had helped him.

‘Did we have…’

Zuko couldn’t control his smile and subconsciously felt the space beside him.

However, there was no residual warmth. He lifted the blanket and noticed that his clothes were intact. Nothing had happened. It seemed that the beautiful thought was just his imagination.

thoughts, and he buried his face in it to sniff it repeatedly. Then he

be content with just

to come up with a naughty idea when Lina walked in with some drinks and breakfast, placing it gently

and pretended

forehead with worry. Her soft hand moved from his forehead down his cheek, and

but a certain

few times,

drink! You

you get

panicked and was about to rush out of

“Dad! Mom!”

shout!” Zuko sprang

froze but turned to see him looking refreshed and not

“You…”

had gone too far with his acting and smiled awkwardly. “Lina,

and observed him

to hold her hand, gently caressing the back