Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone was puzzled by the scene unfolding before her. Instead of serving as her bodyguards, the two men appeared more like Seamus' subordinates.

After a prolonged silence, she glanced at him coldly, forced a smile, and said, "Seamus, are you so averse to trying the soup I prepared for you?"

"I've recovered, so I don't need it," he replied.

"Is it that you don't need it, or do you lack the courage to eat it?"

"Miss, you..."

Abruptly, he looked up, sensing a change in her demeanor.

Or perhaps she had always been that way.

Being a Hamerton, she was protected, but her core remained—stubbornness in adversities, the ability to discern one's intentions, and quick decision-making in times of danger...

Seamus bit his lip, studying her intensely.

"I was joking," she reassured, transforming into the harmless creature she often portrayed with a smile. "Seamus, do you think the medicine I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the correct prescription... But I can't recall what's missing or added to it.

Don't eat it then. We won't be

Unknowingly, a shiver ran down his

if the brief,

prescriptions, I remembered something," she said,

learning about medicine with my great-grandfather. We made many incorrect prescriptions, and you were always our guinea

forced a smile and

all these years, right? I have a bad temper, and I am immature

my attendant." She

as if centuries had passed

his eyes turned cold. She was certain he was no longer the person she once

heart changed

a deep breath and chuckled. "When I was young, you told me you were willing to do anything

he asserted. "I'll do anything for you,

home immediately," she demanded, looking at him. "I don't want

"Alright."

for her