Married a Secret Billionaire

Nobody paid Wynn any mind, but he didn’t mind. He continued to speak with a smile. “I heard some noise last night and knew it was you guys returning… So, I bought some food this morning. Sephy, don’t you like this kind of noodles?”

He linked arms with Persephone and led her to the table.

“Did you… fight?” He chuckled. “No worries, let’s fill our stomachs first. Then we’ll have the energy to continue arguing with him!”

Persephone was momentarily stunned before she couldn’t hold back her laughter.

Morpheus silently walked out, followed by the heavy sound of the door closing. Seamus glanced worriedly at Persephone but then received a call and had to leave.

As Wynn watched Seamus leave in a hurry, his hand holding a sandwich and coffee suspended in the air awkwardly. He grimaced.

“Ah… Let’s ignore them!” He sat down, coaxing Persephone, “Come, let me mix the noodles for you!”

“I’m not really hungry.” Persephone looked at him.

was one of the few people in this world, apart from her

didn’t have her guard up against him, especially during these low moments of emotional turmoil. Naturally, she

out, stroking her hair as if comforting a heartbroken younger

had never seen before, overlooking lush forests and winding mountain roads. Further down, the

though, it boasted the world’s most

perspective for the first

sit for a while. This place has some kind of magic.

turned to him. “Don’t you want to ask me… why

a moment, then shook

I’ll listen.

“It’s fate’s