Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"But... I don't have any money." Persephone lowered her head.

Morpheus furrowed his brow slightly. He was about to mention that she had food and lodging, so what else would she need money for? However, the words stuck in his throat.

Indeed, she needed money. A woman's daily needs always involved expenses, right? Moreover, judging by her delicate appearance, she seemed like a well-off girl, raised in affluence, which probably incurred more expenses...

Morpheus cleared his throat lightly and said, "I have money."

"You..."

"Here." He pulled out a bank card from his pocket.

In the split second that Persephone's mind went blank, he had already slipped the card into her palm.

"If you want to use it, go ahead." He seemed nonchalant. "I can easily afford to take care of your expenses."

a slight pain in her palm where the edge of the card cut.

want

Morpheus raised an eyebrow. "You don't believe

I'll use it." Persephone looked at him. "You probably don't know what kind

his lips, not in the mood to banter with her. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked

followed behind him,

the small convenience store,

after scanning

As they left, the store owner

store and understood the

princess of the

store, she had developed a rapport with the store owner. Every day around 4:00 p.m., George would be there waiting for her. As soon as she entered the small shop, he would roll down the shutters and

to reassure them of her safety. However, the calls couldn't be too long, only lasting two or three minutes each time.

accompanied her. After finishing the call, she stepped