My Princess Consort Is Loaded

She roamed the casinos, winning against all comers, and wanted nothing more than to be a wealthy woman. He sat alone in his wheelchair, tending to flowers and plants, and wanted nothing more than to be an idle prince. All they wanted was to be lazy and rich, but reality would not allow it. “Dear, he actually threatened me. I’m so scared,” the wealthy woman whimpered pitifully, trembling in the arms of a handsome man. “Shall I kick over his imperial throne and tear down his palace, my dear?” the prince asked indulgently, gazing at the delicate young wife in his arms, whose lovely face had turned pale from being “frightened.” “Dear, that’s a splendid idea. So what are we waiting for?”