Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Freshly roasted." He tore off a drumstick and handed it to her. "Eat up!"

Persephone was momentarily stunned. It seemed like he was always serving either chicken or beef. Did he have a grudge against these animals from his past life?

Morpheus ripped into the chicken breast, eating voraciously. He glanced at her and couldn't help but frown. Watching Persephone eat was genuinely concerning.

"Don't like it?"

"Hmm?" Persephone was taken aback.

Her genuine feeling was: 'Actually, not a fan.'

But her mind reminded her, 'Watch your words. You're not on par with this rugged guy!'

As such, she started with a sweet smile. "You seem... to really enjoy these, huh?"

"Can't say I'm particularly fond of them," Morpheus replied nonchalantly. "Chicken and beef are rich in protein. That's how every boxer eats."

"Are you trying to train me into a boxer?"

at a fool. "If you step into the ring, you'll be beaten to death,

"You..."

voice lowered as he tore off

told about Zephyr's younger days. When her grandfather hid his identity and her grandmother had just married him, he used to serve meat

playing with the chicken

Morpheus felt puzzled. For

turned to the kitchen to grab a cold beer and chugged it down,

"Tomorrow... I'll get

know what I like

"I'll bring some from the restaurant tomorrow." "Forget it." She pouted suddenly.

to order takeout by myself, so you don't have to worry about me. I can

"Oh." Morpheus grunted.

please him, "So,

what? Her ordering takeout? Could she even

home is so incredibly boring. I can't even order a cup of milk tea! Can you... Can you

Morpheus' gaze darkened gradually.