Married a Secret Billionaire

Although Wynn didn't know exactly who Persephone was, he could tell she was a girl her family had cherished since birth. Now that she was unable to return home and amidst the chaos in Flinge, she must be feeling very scared.

Then there was Morpheus... Even though his life was saved, he had been lying in bed for over half a month, barely conscious.

When he wasn't clear-headed, he would call out Persephone's name. When he was lucid, he would stare blankly at the ceiling, perhaps thinking about Persephone.

If only they could meet...

Seamus suddenly spoke up. "By the way, Wynn, how is Morpheus doing?"

Wynn paused for a moment before honestly replying, "Not too good. That match was an accident. The thing he took before the match... Anyway, he was schemed against. I suspect it was Fat Jim... But who knows? These things are hard to say."

Seamus narrowed his eyes, lifted the glass in front of him, and downed its content.

"Morpheus is severely injured. He's just holding on to life right now. What happens next... it's up to God."

"Take this to him."

"What?"

Seamus toss several packets onto the table. He picked them up and smelled

pre-concocted herbs. Take them

"This..."

worry." Seamus smirked.

"Sephy?" Wynn was astonished.

a bit about this stuff." Seamus raised his

making this herbal concoction for me. This formula reduces swelling

smiled. "I didn't know Sephy

was something cryptic in his smile. He had long ago detected that something was

had spent her childhood in Southeast Aciatic,

medicine from the royal doctors there, how could he have not heard about it? Given their shared exposure, how could he not realize

was problematic as well! Yet, she still made him take

fists, a chill flashing