Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 242

Linda was rendered speechless.

There were more people watching them now, either enviously or with stupid grins. Some of them whipped their phones out to record it and chuckled. “I always hear people say they kneel on washboards, but I never expected I’d encounter someone kneeling on one because of his wife!”

“Hahaha!”

Linda’s cheeks were burning. She wanted nothing more than to bury herself in a hole if there was one.

“Nicholas! W-What… Have you lost your mind!?

“Get up! Stop kneeling!”

She wanted to pull him up as she spoke.

Despite that, the man shouted louder, “Don’t touch me!

“Anyone who dares interrupt me from admitting my fault to my wife is my enemy! I, Nicholas Thompson, have some status in the gangs. Anyone who has a grudge against me, I’ll definitely—

“Ow!”

Before he finished, Linda pulled his ear. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Nicholas wore a pained expression, but when he peeked at Linda, his gaze was loving.

His underlings behind him finally failed to hold it in and turned away to giggle with a hand over their mouths.

“Enough of embarrassing yourself?”

“Yes…”

“Then go home!”

“Okay, okay, let’s go home! Ow, sweetheart, softer…” Linda pulled up Nicholas, and he followed her, not forgetting his washboard.

“Heh, sweetheart, how big a ring do you want? Are 10 carats enough?”

…

Although Cordelia had not seen Zephyr these days, she knew that he had been accompanying her. She knew that he slept on the couch at night and bought breakfast, then hid before she woke up in the morning.

He actually did not go far, just strolled around downstairs.

Cordelia watched his tall and lonesome back from the window and felt her heart wrench.

Many days passed, and messages kept coming from Centrolis—all of them asking Zephyr to return as soon as he could.

After that, he was quiet for a long time before telling Robert, “Send my car back.”

Robert paused and nodded.

“Sir, I think it’s better that you make a trip back. The recent board meetings are basically Mr. Matthew and Mr. Yale’s playground. Both of them are acting like they’re in control of the Hamerton Group!”

“Mm, let them gloat for a few more days first.” Zephyr sneered.

He had not settled the score with them for injuring him, yet they had hurt Cordelia now. He would not let them off the hook!

“Mr. Zephyr, what’s your plan?”

“Just keep an eye on the board of directors. Contact me anytime there’s a situation.”

Zephyr ended the call after that.

Kate served him the peach tea she had long prepared from the side.

“Nice one, Zephyr!” Kate pursed her lips. “Don’t listen to your grandfather who is asking you to go back. All the old fox knows is to pretend to be sick!

“But once he does, it’s Matthew’s heaven. Sigh, your father is great, but he’s just so unconcerned! He doesn’t even care to show up at your grandfather’s place!”

As she spoke, she suddenly found it wrong. Why was she always complaining to the stepson about his father?

“Hah, I don’t mean it.” Kate chuckled. “I mean, if your father could bear this responsibility, Matthew would not get any chance! And you wouldn’t have to be so tired too. You can stay here and keep Cordelia company wholeheartedly.

“Speaking of which, how is Cordelia now? Still ignoring you?”

Zephyr shook his head with a depressed look.