After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 865 Jealous Custom

Zayla embraced his neck with her slender arms as she sniffled and rubbed her rosy nose. Her tear-stained face was impossible for him to ignore, evoking a deep sense of pity. In a choked voice, she uttered. “What are you going to do with my box of pearls?” Suddenly, Lincoln laughed, revealing that all these twists and turns were merely a prelude for the box of pearls. Lincoln had always been self-aware, especially when it came to her. He never considered himself the winner.

They’re bothering me, so I’ll grind them into pearl powder.” Zayla widened her eyes. “Do you know how valuable these pearls are?” “I’ll compensate you twice the amount.” Zayla promptly replied, “But it was a wedding gift from your nephew.” “So what? A pleasing gift is what matters for a wedding.”

She narrowed her eyes and looked at him, noticing his jealous expression, and softly inquired, “What about the bothersome ones?” coldness flashing in his eyes. Lincoln’s steady voice resonated. “They covet my wife.” Zayla observed his confident demeanor, which was coupled with his handsome and serious countenance, devoid of any trace of humor. Zayla nonchalantly stepped on his slipper and burst into laughter.

“Honey.” She leaned closer to his handsome face, playfully nudging him with her nose. “You are jealous, king!” He chuckled and kissed her lips, saying, “I’m just carrying on the tradition of the Vargas family.” Tradition? My dad doesn’t get jealous like that!” “When your mother received a birthday gift from her first love, do you know what expression your father had?” “What expression?”

had heard about it. Scarlet did have a first love when she was in college, but due to the vast difference in their social status, they eventually broke up. Later, that first love went overseas and became successful in business. “He sighed all day, scratched his head all day, and kept saying sour words about being abandoned.” Lincoln’s expression was serious, and there

as a good example, how can I not follow in his footsteps?” Zayla looked at him with a puffed-up expression. “You! You only learn the jealous part. Can’t you learn something from Stephen?” “Him?” Lincoln raised an eyebrow.

and sensible!” Before Zayla could finish her sentence, his gaze grew deeper, his

men in front of me? Do you think I haven’t had enough jealousy yet?” Zayla was speechless. Later, Lincoln carried her into the bathroom, they freshened up, and then he carried her downstairs for breakfast. “Don’t touch that box of pearls,”

glass of milk in front of her without saying a word. Seeing his silence, Zayla leaned closer to his ear and spoke in a tender voice,