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.

anything rude. Instead, he had taken their sides and

by Zephyr’s side all these years, she knew what kind of person her husband was. His

throwing a tantrum just now, then? It was unreasonable

on the spot, regretful,

give in, she caught a glimpse of the quirk on the corner of the

that she could

she would let him do

her throat without giving anything away. “Good

of Zephyr’s lips

you really getting your

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

Zephyr was befuddled. Why did she act out of script

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

he was standing on pins and needles. A myriad of expressions flashed

not help breaking out into a

“Darling…”

the pitiful card, I’ll start reflecting

“…”