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

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

a tantrum just now, then? It was unreasonable of

the spot, regretful, with red-rimmed

wanted to give in, she caught a glimpse of the quirk on the

again. He knew that she could not bear for him to

she would let him

clearing her throat without

of Zephyr’s lips

really getting your knees on

“Of course!”

“Okay, do it then.”

Why did she act out of script this

matter?” Cordelia smirked. “Didn’t you say you’d punish yourself? You’ve gotten the pineapples out. Why aren’t you

on pins and needles. A

into a genuine

“Darling…”

pushover, don’t you? Each time you pull the pitiful

“…”