Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"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?"

wasn't like this before... which means, as soon as he came to Southeast Aciatic,

at him

palace? How about you

things sound more and

spiritualists in the royal family has been a tradition for hundreds of

out, but inadvertently, she

Aciatic was rampant with sorcery. Sometimes, these mysterious things couldn't

she couldn't rashly bring Morpheus to the palace. If she wanted to bring him,

bed, and closed her

the cozy room, and Persephone slowly opened

all from

to her, and his concern. He was afraid she was hurt, yet he was the one who had caused her pain the

read them, her heart softened. She called Morpheus,

perhaps from a

his voice, Persephone's heart fluttered slightly. She pretended to still be upset, coldly asking, "Why did you

"Sephy, I—"