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.

prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the correct prescription... But

won't be

a shiver ran

at her innocent smile, he wondered if the brief, intense glare

remembered something," 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 prescriptions, and you were always our guinea pig!

a smile

side all these years, right? I have a bad temper, and I am immature and difficult. Yet,

attendant." She slowed down. "You're

felt as if centuries had passed in those few seconds. Emotions rapidly shifted in

his eyes turned cold. She was certain he was

heart changed faster than

you told me you were

"I'll

home immediately," she demanded, looking at him. "I don't want to stay

"Alright."