“Just… Just what if!" Cordelia looked at him. "What if you met one?"
Zephyr pressed his lips together.
Nothing could ever handle "what-ifs".
Once a woman was engrossed with hypothetical questions, she would play a full-fledged soap opera in her mind. Not even Trinity would dare direct her film that way. Yet, once the man failed to counter the "what-if", the consequences would be grave.
Zephyr chuckled. He might be even more experienced than Nicholas in terms of traps and loaded questions now.
This was nothing to him! He cleared his throat and asked pointedly, "Oh, if I met one? Okay, where did we meet?"
"Um…" Cordelia blinked her big eyes. "Just anywhere."
"How could your husband be just anywhere?"
"Then… you met on the streets!"
"Your husband drives when he's out. He doesn't roam the streets."
Cordelia grinned. "Then you two got in an accident!"
She did not realize that she had already fallen into the man's trap and was drifting farther away from the main topic.
Zephyr held back his laugh and stroked her hair gently. "She drove her car into mine?"
Cordelia nodded seriously. "Mm!"
Zephyr replied seriously straightaway, "Then I have to report it to the police and let the traffic police catch her! How did she get her driving license when she drives recklessly on the road!?"
Cordelia was stunned.
"And she has to bear full responsibility and compensate for my car!"
"Darling?"
"We'll get the lawyer to settle this! We'll meet at the court if she doesn't want to pay! I'll sue her until she goes bankrupt and gets too embarrassed to see anyone!"
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