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.

at

you know that there are spiritualists in our palace? How about you bring your

things sound more and

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

out, but inadvertently, she took his words

childhood, she had heard that Southeast Aciatic was rampant with sorcery. Sometimes, these mysterious things couldn't be

rashly bring Morpheus to the palace. If she

lightly, collapsing onto the bed, and closed

slowly opened her eyes, instinctively reaching for her phone and finding

all from

afraid she was hurt, yet he was the one who

heart softened. She called Morpheus, and he

voice was hoarse, perhaps from a

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

"Sephy, I—"