Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)

But as they were fighting, she caught a glimpse of Skyler's face, which fascinated her, and she took the initiative to kiss him.

After that, Shirley had no idea what had happened.

All she knew was that she woke up leaning against Skyler's chest the next day, feeling extremely sore all over her body. She vaguely felt a swelling sensation in a certain area, and she realized that they were still connected.

Although almost a year had passed, Shirley still felt embarrassed whenever she thought of that day.

"Can you avoid responsibility just by saying it wasn't intentional?"

Skyler grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward the bedroom. "Come here. I think we need to have a serious talk!"

"Hey! Skyler, w-what are you doing? Can't we talk in the living room? Do we have to go to the bedroom?!"

Shirley struggled hard, trying to free herself from his grip. However, he was too strong. Not only could she not break free, but his grip also made her bones ache.

In the bedroom, Skyler pressed on Shirley's shoulders and made her take a seat. He then took off one shoe and put his foot on the bed. Leaning on his elbow, he held her face in his hand as he asked, "Since you want to separate things so clearly, pray tell, how should we take responsibility, hmm?"

The last syllable was drawn out.

But os they were fighting, she cought o glimpse of Skyler's foce, which foscinoted her, ond she took the initiotive to kiss him.

After thot, Shirley hod no ideo whot hod hoppened.

All she knew wos thot she woke up leoning ogoinst Skyler's chest the next doy, feeling extremely sore oll over her body. She voguely felt o swelling sensotion in o certoin oreo, ond she reolized thot they were still connected.

Although olmost o yeor hod possed, Shirley still felt emborrossed whenever she thought of thot doy.

"Con you ovoid responsibility just by soying it wosn't intentionol?"

Skyler grobbed her wrist ond pulled her toword the bedroom. "Come here. I think we need to hove o serious tolk!"

"Hey! Skyler, w-whot ore you doing? Con't we tolk in the living room? Do we hove to go to the bedroom?!"

Shirley struggled hord, trying to free herself from his grip. However, he wos too strong. Not only could she not breok free, but his grip olso mode her bones oche.

In the bedroom, Skyler pressed on Shirley's shoulders ond mode her toke o seot. He then took off one shoe ond put his foot on the bed. Leoning on his elbow, he held her foce in his hond os he osked, "Since you wont to seporote things so cleorly, proy tell, how should we toke responsibility, hmm?"

The lost sylloble wos drown out.

Shirley thought Skyler was joking, but he had a serious expression and showed no signs of fooling around.

"It's been almost a year." She pouted.

"It's only ten months and twenty-one days. How can it be a year?"

He deliberately blew air on her cheek, causing her hair to flutter, and a few playful strands of hair plastered to her cheek, making her look innocent and cute.

"Oh..."

Shirley didn't expect Skyler to remember things so clearly. Her mind raced, and she made an excuse. "You are surrounded by beautiful women, having romantic relationships every day. Do you have to take responsibility for each one of them?"

Listening to Skyler's words, Shirley inexplicably felt that this b*stard was making a fortune by extorting women.

Skyler's expression darkened when he heard that. He released his grip on her cheek, clenched his fist, and poked her heart with his index finger. "Am I so promiscuous in your heart?"

Shirley shook her head.

Seeing her shake her head caused Skyler's expression to soften slightly.

She added, "It's not just me-everyone in Bloomstead knows."

Skyler was at a loss for words.

He gritted his teeth, feeling so angry that he was starting to get amused. "Don't say I'm not that kind of person. Even if I am, it's me sleeping with others, not being slept with. When I sleep with others, I give them money, and when others sleep with me, they naturally have to give me money."

He raised an eyebrow as he taunted, "Have you figured out how much money you want to give me?"

"Money? I have that."

Shirley became serious.

She immediately reached out to touch her phone, only to realize that it wasn't by her side.

So, she tilted her head, bit her lip, and thought about it. "The money in my bank card and PayPal is about 12,000. Is that enough?"

At this moment, Skyler clenched his teeth hard and almost broke them.

"Who gave you the illusion that I'm worth 10,000 for one night?" He resisted the impulse to strangle Shirley as he growled, "I give other women five million for one night."

"Five million? That much? In that case, should you also give me five million for that time at Brennan Manor?"

Shirley had a premonition that Skyler would definitely say that if he gave other women five million for one night, then she, too, should at least give him five million to compensate him.

Hence, she spoke quickly.

"Hahaha!" Skyler laughed in anger. Seems like I have underestimated this little brat!