Married a Secret Billionaire

Despite the complaints, Zuko couldn’t bear the thought of their daughter sleeping in a separate room. It was his idea to bring the crib into their bedroom.

He gently approached, took their baby girl from Lina’s arms, and began soothing her with tender words.

“Honey, you should go to sleep first. I’ll hold her for a while,” he said.

Lina’s eyes glistened with tenderness.

Even before Persephone was born, Lina had read many posts about women’s challenges after childbirth on different websites. Some described husbands who offered little help, acting like absent parents. Others talked about widow-style parenting, where women cared for their children and husbands, leaving themselves exhausted.

Zuko, however, was different.

Since Persephone’s birth, he had been actively involved in everything, even though they had hired help for various tasks. He handled diaper changes, prepared bottles, washed them, and even took part in massages and skin-to-skin contact. Despite having caregivers, he remained hands-on.

As Persephone grew, he made time for her every day, even amid his busy work schedule. He carefully selected her tiny clothes and socks, showing more detail-oriented care than when signing contracts.

devotion to Persephone didn’t mean neglecting his wife. He became even more caring and attentive, ensuring Lina didn’t have to wake up at night. Although the maid brought soups and beverages, he tasted

when Persephone cried at night, it was Zuko who would soothe and

of heartache

Lina’s voice quivered slightly. “You go rest.

get to see my precious during the day, so I cherish the moments we have together at night.

laughed and playfully punched

a yawn, she peacefully

Persephone was like a ticking time bomb now. Putting her down was a delicate task, requiring the right moment,

posture, ready to put

and feet and

patted her to

“Reply to her.