Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

To say this person was a woman, the rough voice and height and appearance clearly screamed 'man'. To call him a man... Well, he was dressed in women's clothing, wearing a wig and strutting in high heels.

Persephone was a bit frightened, so she hugged herself and tried to hide behind Morpheus.

"This is Wynn Jeter." Morpheus turned and told her in a low voice, "Just call him Wynn. He's quite helpful. If you can't find me for anything, you can ask him. It's the same."

Wynn smiled and tried to shake hands with Persephone, but just as his hand reached out, he seemed to realize something. He winced awkwardly and pulled his hand back.

"Hey, did you lovebirds just have a spat?" Wynn asked. "I could hear everything next door! Did you bully her, Morpheus? Look at how much she's crying..."

"It's nothing," Morpheus replied casually. "Just some bickering."

"Um... you both haven't had dinner yet?" Wynn placed the insulated box he brought on the table, carefully watching their expressions. "I happened to make extra, so I brought it for you! These are all local specialties, girl. I'm not sure if they're good, but feel free to try. If you like them, I'll take you out for an authentic meal next time!

"Morpheus, go ahead and eat."

Morpheus remained silent.

Persephone felt a bit embarrassed. Although Wynn looked peculiar, his smile was genuine. Moreover, Morpheus letting him in indicated

looked down, only for her stomach to growl, breaking the room's

quickly ushered Persephone to sit and eat, and tactfully excused

Morpheus. Seeing his expression still blank, she

was the best meal she had since arriving at Flinge. She hadn't grasped the situation during the first few days and had fast food every day. Then she got kidnapped by Kourtney's people and ended

thought everyone here loved meat, seeing you always eating it. Morpheus, why don't you taste these

and sat down to

her. All the hard feelings from earlier seemed to vanish with the food

easy to please—some good food was all it

a hint of tenderness shimmering in his

following days, whenever Morpheus wasn't home,

was kind-hearted but remained curious about why he dressed that

openly admitted, "Because I'm a