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!"

she saw. She attempted to hug him, but he pushed her away.

Morpheus? You're

and sweated as if his soul was

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

the person in front of her

you not feel

He pushed her again!

Persephone couldn't hold back and started

the man who used to care for her even when

to the palace looking

upon her arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled toward her heart like

maid brought her supper, but Persephone had no appetite.

came from outside. "How was the

and saw Christopher entering with a smile while holding a small cake. "The pastry chef just made this.

She remained silent.

he thought he wouldn't ask her since she didn't

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

him helplessly. "Can