Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Rebecca was visibly upset as she confronted Morpheus. "You don't have to draw a line between us, right?"

Morpheus glanced at his phone. "I'll get you a taxi. Go home."

Her voice choked, and she asked, "Do you hate me so much?"

With his back turned, Morpheus behaved as coldly as if they were strangers.

Rebecca anticipated he wouldn't send her home himself, but she hoped at least for his assistant to send her home. Yet, he did none of that.

Calling a taxi, he treated her as if she were just another normal friend.

Tears welled up, and her emotions erupted. Fueled by the alcohol in her system, she shed the image of the rational and calm psychologist she was, finally expressing what she had been holding back.

"Morpheus, you and Persephone really don't suit each other."

judge whether we suit each other or not!" Morpheus was now angry. "Rebecca, I treat you as my friend, but

the one who crossed

"Shut your mouth!"

truth." She walked to him, showing a picture

the picture, dressed in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, smiling happily. Next to her

She said she's looking for a fireworks factory to learn from the pyrotechnicians, and the prince really found

more than bodyguards whenever she's out." She chuckled. "She even had the prince working

the firework she's holding! Do you know how

remained expressionless

40,000

"The taxi is arriving. You should

"Morpheus... I know what you're thinking. You just can't stop loving her. But the two of you are from different worlds! She's playing with fireworks that cost 40,000 dollars each!

move mountains for her graduation project like the prince does,