Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone froze as she gazed at Morpheus.

He bore numerous wounds, spanning from his neck down to the back of his feet. Positioned with his back to the bathroom door, he appeared to be tending to an injury on his back.

Bruises, swelling, cuts...

There were bruises and patches of dried blood, silently proclaiming to the world that he had endured a brutal and vicious battle.

Yet, at the shopping mall, he had displayed nothing.

It turned out he had been suppressing his pain.

Persephone felt a jolt in her heart. Her hand, covering her mouth, slowly dropped.

"Aren't you... sleeping?" he asked.

"I woke up," she said softly. "Your wounds."

"It's nothing."

Morpheus seemed calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Grabbing his clothes quietly, he accidentally aggravated the wounds on his back in his haste.

his lip, striving to

to your wounds!" Persephone suddenly

stunned—doubt flashed through his

him to keep his distance, yet

had ever cared for him or relieved his

clouds was precious to him. However, he knew that the thing he cherished belonged to

your back," she said in a testing manner.

he rejected her

continued a moment later. "It's no trouble at all. I'm relying on you. At least,

He suddenly raised his voice like a wild beast roaring in

shocked, looking at him

pillow and sleep

"What?"

the room." He glanced

"Morpheus..."

stood there helplessly, clueless about his sudden drastic change. Despite her good

her eyes, and she tried her best to hold them back as she sat on the

"Didn't I ask you to go to the