Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Seamus was utterly shocked.

Morpheus glanced at him with a slight triumphant smirk.

"Flinge is hot and humid," he casually remarked. "Having some cold beer relieves fatigue."

Seamus blinked, then watched as Persephone poured beer into a glass and drank it like it was a regular beverage.

Morpheus chuckled, almost talking to himself, yet with a calculated intent. "Sephy, you really like this, right?"

Persephone agreed cheerily, "Yeah!

"Seamus, you should try it too." She offered him a can. "I've never had this kind of drink before, but it's surprisingly good!"

Seamus smiled and shook his head. As a bodyguard, he needed to remain alert at all times.

should take it easy,"

"It's fine!"

all, we're in someone else's home," Seamus emphasized

been staying with me all this while and hasn't treated me like an outsider. I haven't treated her like a

stir-fried beef toward Persephone. "Besides, she seems to really enjoy

her. He was smiling, but the darkness in his gaze grew deeper. He had even intentionally slid his chair

people to sit separately, now appeared as if Persephone

laughing. She felt a sense of helplessness when she noticed Seamus'

the door. Wynn's timely

aback. He then watched Persephone

that everything was not as abnormal as it seemed. He blamed himself for not protecting her and

of his signature dishes, warmly urging Persephone to eat. Then, he sat next to Seamus, much like how Morpheus and Persephone's chairs were placed, inching his

courteous yet somewhat aloof. He had never realized that a meal could feel