Her Biliionaire Husband

He raised his hand and pinched his brow in frustration. "Damn it!"
She had repeatedly promised last night that she would not leave without a word again, so how did she manage to escape while
he was asleep?
Creak...
The bedroom door opened, and Shirley walked out from inside, wrapped in a bathrobe. She stood at the bathroom door, her fair
cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "You... Are you awake?"
Recalling the madness between the two of them last night, Shirley shivered slightly.
Even at this moment, she was still holding onto the door, feeling her legs trembling uncontrollably.
She couldn't fathom the extent of "torment" and madness she had experienced last night.
Shirley's perception of Skyler had been completely reshaped.
Skyler, sitting on the bed, paused for a moment. His slightly annoyed expression gradually eased.
He reached back and ruffled his short hair, raised an eyebrow, and uncomfortably shifted his gaze to the side.
Just a moment ago, he had thought that Shirley had once again run away, only to find out that she had only gone to the
bathroom to freshen up.
Her delicate and fair cheeks were probably flushed due to the warm water shower, with the steam causing a rosy hue like an
enticing glow, making her look wonderful.
But the scars on her face were also more prominent, marring her once-beautiful countenance.
Skyler noticed the scars on her face and paused for a couple of seconds. However, his inadvertent reaction pricked at Shirley's

heart like a needle.
Shirley lowered her head in panic. "I...I'll make breakfast for you."
With scars on her face, Shirley was most afraid of being stared at.
Was Skyler's intense gaze just now a sign that he was starting to despise her?
Feeling flustered, she hurriedly walked towards the bedroom door, but her legs were weak and she stumbled after a few steps,
falling to the ground.
Seeing this, Skyler immediately lifted the bedding and rushed to her to pull her up. "Why are you so careless?"
Being held in his arms, she could hear the gentle voice filled with concern and worry in her ears.
His warm breath enveloped her, and the inexplicable sense of reassurance made Shirley's heart race.
"My legs are weak," Shirley lowered her head, lightly biting her red lips, and said shyly.
As her words fell, she heard Skyler's soft laughter in her ear.
"Why are you laughing?" She looked up at Skyler and asked.
"It's nothing," Skyler said, leaning over to hold her and placing her on the bed. "You slept too late last night, rest well, I'll make
breakfast for you."
"Can you?"
Just a moment ago, she was worried that Skyler would dislike the scars on her face. But now, hearing Skyler's words, Shirley felt
a warmth in her heart, and the slight coldness within her heart gradually thawed.

"I know a little bit." Skyler raised an eyebrow and a curve formed at the corner of his lips. "Don't underestimate me." He leaned
down and kissed her lips. "I'll take a shower and then make breakfast for you."
As he spoke, he got up and went to the bathroom.
After taking a shower, he put on the bathrobe and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Shirley.
In the bedroom, Shirley lay on the bed.
The phone on the table rang.
She picked up the phone, and it was a message from Veronica. 'How are you guys doing?'
Thinking back to the passionate entanglement between the two of them last night, Shirley's cheeks flushed, and she replied.
'We're doing well. I'm sorry, Ron, for making you worry.'
Shirley was afraid of causing trouble for others, but in the end, she still made them worry.
'It's alright as long as you're fine. Rest well and let Skyler accompany you.'
Veronica knew that the two of them were together, so she didn't want to disturb them too much. But she added one more
sentence at the end. 'Skyler is a good person, you must cherish him.'
Looking at the WhatsApp message sent by Veronica, Shirley was stunned for a few seconds.
Cherish?