Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 398 - 397: The Leisurely Feeling of Marrying a Tycoon



Chapter 398 - 397: The Leisurely Feeling of Marrying a Tycoon

Bella Acker was so exhausted she didn’t want to move a single finger, but Damian Sinclair, on the other hand, was full of energy.

After everything was done, he carried Bella Acker to the shower, dressed her in comfortable loungewear, and tidied up the messy foyer.

Bella Acker nestled into the soft sofa, watching him busy in and out in his loungewear, wondering if this was the difference between working out and not?

Should she enroll in a fitness class too? Otherwise, she’d be exhausted every time, which was kind of embarrassing.

Thinking seriously, Bella Acker asked after a while, "Damian, don’t you ever feel tired?"

"Are you questioning your husband’s abilities?" Damian Sinclair, carrying shoes, a sweater, and a dress he had just retrieved from the car, raised an eyebrow looking at her.

Bella Acker felt a tightness in her abdomen and quickly waved her hands, "No, no, absolutely not. You’re the best, the most amazing. You’re number one in the world."

Only then was Damian Sinclair satisfied, taking her newly bought three pairs of shoes from the shoebox and putting them in the shoe cabinet.

Looking at the three pairs of shoes, Bella Acker couldn’t help but complain, "Damian, you don’t know, these three pairs of shoes cost over a hundred thousand RMB. They’re ridiculously expensive. I’m never going shopping at that kind of place again; it pains me for a year each time."

"That’s not a lot of money," Damian Sinclair said as he put away the shoes, feeling a bit helpless that his little woman was so thrifty, "If you like it, just buy it. Why the heartache? Ms. Acker, are you questioning your husband’s earning ability?"

"No way." Bella Acker pouted, "I just feel that even if you’re wealthy, you shouldn’t waste it like this. Clothes and shoes, as long as they feel comfortable on, that’s enough. There’s no need to just pursue pricey items. Plus, with that money, we could do something good. Like for those children in the mountains, the cost of those three pairs of shoes could pay their way through college."

Feeling a bit helpless, Damian Sinclair explained, lest she really start pinching every penny, "The Sinclair Group donates no less than a hundred million to charity every year. What you’ve spent is nothing."

"A... a hundred million?" Bella Acker’s eyes widened in surprise. She never dreamed of that much money, and yet Sinclair Group donates that much to charity every year.

"And that’s just Sinclair Group. Kingston has also established its own charity fund and built six hope schools," Damian Sinclair added, "So don’t worry, the money you spend is just what’s left over from what your husband earns. If you don’t spend it, it goes to waste."

After hearing this, Bella Acker was speechless for a long while.

Raising his head after placing the shoes, Damian Sinclair saw her eyes suddenly shining brightly like light bulbs, "What is it now?"

"Just feels like I’ve latched onto a thick golden thigh." Bella Acker giggled foolishly, "Being with a wealthy husband feels so comfortable."

Damian Sinclair walked over and lightly tapped her forehead with his finger, saying, "A wealthy husband? Is that a compliment or a jab?"

"Compliment, compliment!" Bella Acker giggled as she rubbed her forehead, then put on a serious face, "But Damian, there’s a serious problem now. We didn’t buy any ingredients, and no matter how much RMB we have, we can’t eat it to fill our stomachs. Honestly, I’m already hungry enough to feel my ribs. I really miss the taste of braised pig trotter and stewed pork hock."

Seeing her craving expression, Damian Sinclair found it amusing, bent down, picked her up in his arms, and took her to the bedroom, saying, "Aren’t you tired? Take a nap, and there’ll be food when you wake up."


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