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?"

means, as soon as he came to Southeast Aciatic, he changed?" Christopher raised a brow. "Did he get

glared at him

How about you bring your boyfriend over

things sound more and more

thing!" Christopher said seriously, "The presence of spiritualists in the royal family has been a tradition for hundreds of years.

but inadvertently, she took his

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

she wanted to bring him, she

bed, and closed her eyes. Her wound

morning sunlight streamed into the cozy room, and Persephone slowly opened her eyes, instinctively reaching

were all from

the lines were his guilt, apologies to her, and his concern. He was afraid she was hurt,

her heart softened. She called Morpheus,

was hoarse, perhaps from a sleepless night.

fluttered slightly. She pretended to still be upset, coldly asking, "Why did

"Sephy, I—"