Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone jolted, pulling herself back to the present, and gasped. She glanced around the room, then gazed into the distance.

This place was far from where Morpheus lived. Essentially, it was like one was in the north of the city and the other in the south.

Perhaps Seamus had chosen this place to keep her separated from Morpheus.

Persephone felt like there was a huge weight on her heart.

Soon after, Catherine brought back the herbs, and the kitchen was filled with the scent of medicinal brew. Once the herbal soup was ready, Persephone carried a bowl and gently knocked on Seamus' door.

Seamus was changing his bandage. When he saw Persephone come in, his hand jolted, causing his wound to reopen and stain the fresh bandages with blood.

"Don't move!" Persephone hastily set down the bowl. "Let me help you."

Seamus wanted to refuse, but she firmly held his hand. Her eyes were red like she was going to cry.

stammered

her, "Miss, what

Tears streamed down Persephone's face. "If I hadn't been stubborn and insisted on coming to Flinge, you wouldn't have

Seamus murmured. "I failed to arrange things properly again, letting

were those

members." Seamus glanced at her. "Miss, I'm not blaming you... We should have left long ago. Look, you've already attracted the local underworld's attention. They might have known your identity and wanted to harm

lip, unable to look

barely perceptible smile on Seamus as he continued. "If it weren't for Morpheus... wouldn't you have

"It's all because of me that

sighed. "You're

He didn't blame her but