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, he changed?" Christopher raised a brow. "Did he get possessed when he

at him

there are spiritualists in our palace? How about you

making things sound more and more

spiritualists in the royal

pushed him out, but inadvertently, she

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

rashly bring Morpheus to the palace. If she wanted

onto the bed, and closed her eyes.

morning sunlight streamed into the cozy room, and Persephone slowly opened

were all from

He was afraid she was hurt, yet he was the one who had

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

hoarse, perhaps

slightly. She pretended to still be upset, coldly asking,

"Sephy, I—"