"Persephone!" Christopher shouted, "You better make this clear to me today. Is that person treating you poorly?"

Persephone felt a splitting headache.

How could Morpheus possibly treat her poorly? It was just that his behavior tonight was really unusual.

Christopher stared quietly at her, not pressing for more. After a silent moment, he walked toward the door.

"I'll get a doctor here," he murmured. "Your injuries need immediate attention in case they get infected. Don't worry. I won't gossip about your injury. As for that person... If being with him is really exhausting for you, do you want to consider..."

"No!" Persephone's voice was resolute, making Christopher's heart clench.

"I understand your kind intentions and appreciate your concern for me." She looked up at him. "But being with him is not tiring for me at all. Today was just an accident. He wasn't like this before."

"Don't let your infatuation cloud your judgment and think he's perfect everywhere!" Christopher sighed. "By the way, could there be something he's hiding from you?"

"What?"

which means, as soon as he came to Southeast Aciatic, he changed?" Christopher raised

at him

How about you bring your boyfriend over and let a spiritualist take a

sound more

thing!" Christopher said seriously, "The presence of spiritualists in the royal family has

inadvertently, she

had heard that Southeast Aciatic was rampant with sorcery. Sometimes, these mysterious things

that, she couldn't rashly bring Morpheus to the palace. If she wanted to bring him, she would have to get his consent

collapsing onto the bed, and closed her eyes.

cozy room, and Persephone slowly opened

were all from

guilt, apologies to her, and his concern. He was afraid she

them, her heart softened. She called Morpheus, and he instantly picked

was hoarse, perhaps from

heart fluttered slightly. She pretended to still be upset, coldly

"Sephy, I—"

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