Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" Morpheus asked.

"Umm..." Persephone pursed her lips. "Do you think I was being unreasonable at the store?"

"What?"

"The brand is known for its quality. Basically, nobody would get a refund," she said softly. "As soon as the manager finds out that someone requested a refund, the shop assistant will be questioned and might be fired."

"What? You can't bear for that to happen to her?"

"No." She looked into his eyes. All the words were stuck in her throat—she had no idea how to say it.

It was not that she couldn't bear to do it—she cared about what he thought.

She was worried he might think she was being stubborn and stirring trouble.

She was worried she might become an unreasonable and self-centered girl to him.

Even she was shocked when that thought came up. Why did she care about that so much?

just take it

at her when he spoke. There was a smirk on his chiseled

you supported what

"What else?"

locked eyes and

to his heart, breaking his tough

Persephone bought nothing that night, she felt

washed up and fell asleep on the

the blanket and

on the couch for many days. He had cleaned

saw her sleeping soundly on the couch, he felt exasperated. He walked to her and

have stopped, and the air around seemed to have

seemed

stretch his hand to brush her messy hair. However, he hesitated as

be that... he hoped for more between them? How could

must be beautiful,