Married a Secret Billionaire

When Seamus returned, he noticed someone had tampered with his room. His expression changed instantly, and he turned sharply toward the other two bodyguards and erupted in anger.

The two were scolded so harshly that they stood still with their heads lowered, afraid to speak.

As he calmed down, he suddenly spotted Persephone standing at the door. Seeing her cold demeanor and the smirk on her face—a smile that echoed the air of superiority ingrained in the Hamerton genes —his heart jolted.

He restrained his temper and respectfully addressed her, "Miss."

"That was quite a forceful call. Seems like your injury is almost healed, right?"

Persephone's calm voice was cryptic. "Since you're recovered, let's go back to Centrolis.

Give me your phone. I'll call my parents to send someone to pick us up."

"Miss..." Seamus gestured, asking the other two to leave first. He sat beside Persephone but moved on the nearby carpet after some thought.

Looking up at her, he said, "Miss, don't trouble them for such a trivial matter."

"Trouble?"

Seamus' expression turned serious.

we wouldn't have failed to leave twice. If you make that call and

gaze held a hint of scrutiny. "Since I arrived here, I lost my phone and haven't contacted them... I need them to know my situation, and they'll find a way

contact with them!" Seamus interjected. "I told them

"But I'm not!"

"Miss—"

you

regained his composure and covered the deep wound on his chest. Whenever Persephone saw this wound previously, she would be deeply filled with

get the medicine for

pain was

hemostatic pills and bandages from the cabinet, handing them all to him. Unlike before, she didn't personally

her, but she turned