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.

Alexander liked her husband, he had not done anything rude. Instead, he had taken

kind of person her husband was. His devotion and loyalty to her were

tantrum just now, then? It was unreasonable of

spot,

in, she caught a glimpse of the quirk on the corner of the man’s

that she could not bear for him to kneel on

she would let him

him, clearing her throat without giving anything away.

curve of Zephyr’s

you really getting your

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

Zephyr was befuddled. Why did she act out of script

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

pins and needles. A myriad

out into a genuine giggle looking at him like

“Darling…”

I’m a pushover, don’t you? Each time you pull the pitiful card, I’ll start reflecting on myself, and you get to slide right

“…”