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!"

but he pushed her away. Despite being wounded from the push, she ignored

wrong, Morpheus? You're scaring

trembled and sweated as if his soul was

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

the sky, but the person in front

Do you not feel well?

He pushed her again!

time, Persephone couldn't hold back and started

her even when she

returned to the

upon her arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled

but Persephone had no appetite. She shook

then, a voice came from outside. "How

looked up forcefully and saw Christopher entering with a smile while holding a small cake. "The pastry chef just made this. You won't find it anywhere else! Would

She remained silent.

thought he wouldn't ask

a lot of effort into it? Although I didn't help with the design, I was the one who got people to

at him helplessly. "Can