Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 1917

Persephone froze as she gazed at Morpheus.

He bore numerous wounds, spanning from his neck down to the back of his feet. Positioned with his back to the bathroom door, he appeared to be tending to an injury on his back.

Bruises, swelling, cuts…

There were bruises and patches of dried blood, silently proclaiming to the world that he had endured a brutal and vicious battle.

Yet, at the shopping mall, he had displayed nothing.

It turned out he had been suppressing his pain.

Persephone felt a jolt in her heart. Her hand, covering her mouth, slowly dropped.

“Aren’t you… sleeping?” he asked.

“I woke up,” she said softly. “Your wounds.”

“It’s nothing.”

Morpheus seemed calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Grabbing his clothes quietly, he accidentally aggravated the wounds on his back in his haste.

He bit his lip, striving to endure it.

your wounds!” Persephone suddenly

was stunned—doubt flashed through

urged him to keep his distance, yet his

one had ever cared for him or

of life. Even a sliver of sunlight breaking through the clouds was precious to him.

said in a testing manner. “Let

he rejected

looked down and reluctantly continued a moment later. “It’s no trouble at all. I’m relying on you.

need. Do you not understand?!” He suddenly raised

shocked, looking at

and pillow and sleep

“What?”

give you the room.” He glanced at her. “Do as

“Morpheus…”

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