Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone wore a look of concern as she inched closer to Morpheus. "D-Do you not like it?"

Just then, the final firework illuminated the sky brightly.

She had designed it especially for him. The silver sparks gleamed like a thousand stars, with two letters shining brightest in the middle—MY.

"Morpheus, see the 'MY' in the middle?" She smiled. "I designed that for you!

"Do you like it?

"Morpheus?"

Morpheus stood frozen, like a cold sculpture.

His heart pounded, but he could only hear the flying bullets in the battle—a haunting echo of his troop's last scream at the battle's end.

It was his father's final bellow of despair.

Morpheus covered his ears and squatted down weakly, his head throbbing with pain.

"No... No."

"Morpheus!"

by what she saw. She attempted to hug him, but he pushed her away. Despite being wounded from the push, she

wrong, Morpheus? You're scaring

if his soul was being devoured by a terrifying

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

person in front of her seemed unable to

you not feel well? Talk to me!

He pushed her again!

couldn't hold back and started

man who used to care for her even when she frowned did nothing at that

to the palace looking

arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled toward her heart like a

supper, but Persephone had no appetite. She shook her head in

from outside.

a small cake. "The pastry chef just made this. You

She remained silent.

was moody, he thought he

like the fireworks? Hey, did you tell him that I put a lot of effort into it? Although I didn't help with the design, I was the one who got people to

him helplessly.