Married a Secret Billionaire

“Freshly roasted.” He tore off a drumstick and handed it to her. “Eat up!”

Persephone was momentarily stunned. It seemed like he was always serving either chicken or beef. Did he have a grudge against these animals from his past life?

Morpheus ripped into the chicken breast, eating voraciously. He glanced at her and couldn’t help but frown. Watching Persephone eat was genuinely concerning.

“Don’t like it?”

“Hmm?” Persephone was taken aback.

Her genuine feeling was: ‘Actually, not a fan.’

But her mind reminded her, ‘Watch your words. You’re not on par with this rugged guy!’

As such, she started with a sweet smile. “You seem… to really enjoy these, huh?”

“Can’t say I’m particularly fond of them,” Morpheus replied nonchalantly. “Chicken and beef are rich in protein. That’s how every boxer eats.”

“Are you trying to train me into a boxer?”

“If you step into the ring, you’ll be beaten to death, the boss will be in trouble,

“You…”

His voice lowered as he tore off another chicken leg for her. “Too

her grandmother

the chicken

smiling gaze, Morpheus felt puzzled. For some reason,

to grab a cold beer and chugged it down, concealing

he muttered softly, “Tomorrow… I’ll get you something

know what I like to

her. “I’ll bring some from the restaurant tomorrow.” “Forget it.” She pouted suddenly. “Ah, I’m like a little

asking him, “I… I want to order takeout by myself, so you don’t have to worry about me. I can eat

“Oh.” Morpheus grunted.

tried to please him, “So, you

Agree to what? Her ordering takeout? Could

right now, and every day at home is so incredibly boring. I can’t even order a cup of milk tea! Can

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