Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone was puzzled by the scene unfolding before her. Instead of serving as her bodyguards, the two men appeared more like Seamus' subordinates.

After a prolonged silence, she glanced at him coldly, forced a smile, and said, "Seamus, are you so averse to trying the soup I prepared for you?"

"I've recovered, so I don't need it," he replied.

"Is it that you don't need it, or do you lack the courage to eat it?"

"Miss, you..."

Abruptly, he looked up, sensing a change in her demeanor.

Or perhaps she had always been that way.

Being a Hamerton, she was protected, but her core remained—stubbornness in adversities, the ability to discern one's intentions, and quick decision-making in times of danger...

Seamus bit his lip, studying her intensely.

she reassured, transforming into the harmless creature she often portrayed with a smile. "Seamus, do you think the medicine I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the correct

eat it then. We won't be able to go

Unknowingly, a shiver ran down

smile, he wondered if

she said, taking a seat beside him. "I spent some time in Southeast Aciatic when I was young, learning about medicine with my great-grandfather. We made many incorrect

smile and played

you to stay by my side all these years, right? I have a bad temper, and I am immature and difficult. Yet, you always tolerate

more than just my attendant." She slowed

with him, she felt as if centuries had passed in those few seconds. Emotions rapidly shifted

as his eyes turned cold. She was certain he was no

changed faster than

deep breath and chuckled. "When I was young, you told me you were willing to

"I'll do

at him. "I don't want

"Alright."