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“You can add more to the story tomorrow.”

“What?”

Morpheus smirked. “Say I’m not just mediocre but a freak, and I hit you after we were done!”

Persephone was once again slack-jawed, then feigned a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Going to such extremes just to keep women away… Quite the strategy. But I’m not injured. Will they believe me?”

Morpheus looked her up and down. “Just say the injury is in a non-visible area.”

“Huh?”

Morpheus held his head. He couldn’t stand her bewildered look anymore. Since she arrived, this was her constant expression.

“Where… Where can’t I be seen?”

“Figure it out yourself!”

“I can’t think of anywhere…”

say I

angry. Her face flushed as she tried to

dodged effortlessly and went about working the washing machine as

turned away,

Jim showed

recited exactly as Morpheus had advised. Since she had never done anything like that

it was this discomfort and embarrassment that made her acting seem natural and convincing enough to deceive

loopholes for the moment. She offered a few words of

sigh of relief. It seemed that

Morpheus in peace. During these days, Morpheus took care of

before, and he used to eat

found it difficult to adapt. She didn’t know how to coexist in the same room with this rough man. They couldn’t even eat together. She was used to eating slowly, balanced meals followed by coffee or tea, along with a small

of beef, and a pancake bigger than her face. Persephone struggled to swallow, just taking

the boxing ring at night, he found no food on the table, and Persephone was lying

expression darkened.

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