Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“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.

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

husband, he had not done anything

of person her husband was. His

tantrum just now, then? It was unreasonable of her

stood on the spot, regretful, with

caught a glimpse of the quirk

She was completely in Zephyr’s grasp again. He knew that she could not bear for him to

though… she would let him

recomposed herself and glanced at him, clearing her throat without giving anything away. “Good attitude in admitting

of Zephyr’s

really getting your

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

was befuddled. Why did she act out of script this

say you’d punish yourself? You’ve gotten

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

out into a genuine giggle looking

“Darling…”

the pitiful card, I’ll start reflecting on myself, and you

“…”