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.

moment, it felt like she had been divided into two parts—one tethered to Centrolis, the Hamertons, and teenage years spent with

folded hands and closing her eyes. This was the way of prayer she had adopted since arriving in

hoped that everything would unfold smoothly for him henceforth and then... for him to erase

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shouts, like waves rising one after

ring, and his opponent on the other side flaunted his heavily tattooed arms as some kind of demonstration. Meanwhile, his

him

mixed race, with the towering stature characteristic of individuals with diverse backgrounds. Even before the match began, he strutted around like a wild beast

atmosphere, Morpheus remained cold. He silently watched

matter, though—he had

the towel draped over him, and leaped

uproar below was deafening. He glanced at the spectators. Though everything

would be his last time being this

the referee announced the start of