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.

think the medicine I prescribed isn't

be

a shiver ran

innocent smile, he wondered if the brief, intense glare had

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

a smile and played

Persephone reached for his hand. "It must be tough for you to stay by my side all these years, right? I have a bad temper, and I am immature and difficult. Yet, you

just my attendant." She slowed down.

him, she felt as if centuries had passed

chilled as his eyes turned cold. She was certain he was no longer the person she once

changed faster than

you told me you were willing to do anything for me.

he asserted. "I'll do

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

"Alright."