Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Seamus stared at her blankly.

Yeah, he had crossed the line first, forgetting that Persephone was a pampered heiress from childhood. Which heiress ever had a good temper?

However, during her time in Flinge, he had personally witnessed her change for Morpheus, leaving him feeling quite uneasy.

Seamus silently lowered his head, saying nothing.

Persephone vented her frustrations at him, releasing pent-up emotions. However, upon reflection, a twinge of guilt crept in as she observed his current state.

"Alright, get out and wait for me!" she muttered. "You didn't really want to watch the match anyway. Why suffer? Go outside and get some fresh air!"

Seamus glanced at her and coldly turned away.

As Persephone watched him vanish, a wave of guilt overwhelmed her once more.

parts—one tethered to Centrolis, the Hamertons, and teenage years spent with Seamus.

her eyes. This

the match. She hoped that everything would unfold smoothly for him henceforth and then... for him

-

like waves rising one after another, swept through the

opponent on the other side flaunted his heavily tattooed arms as some kind of demonstration. Meanwhile, his pierced lip curled into a devilish

him a

like Louis, was of mixed race, with the towering stature characteristic of individuals with diverse backgrounds. Even before

of the atmosphere, Morpheus remained cold. He silently watched his opponent,

didn't matter, though—he had taken

towel draped over him,

below was deafening. He glanced at the spectators. Though everything seemed a blur, he managed to see Persephone

slightly. This would be his last time

the referee announced the start