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 able to go

shiver ran down

smile, he wondered if the brief, intense glare had

of prescriptions, I remembered something," she said, taking a seat beside

Southeast Aciatic when I was young, learning about medicine with my great-grandfather. We made many incorrect prescriptions, and you

smile

side all these years, right? I have a

attendant." She slowed

if centuries had passed in those few seconds. Emotions rapidly shifted

cold. She was

heart changed faster

breath and chuckled. "When I was young, you told me you were willing to do anything for me. What about

"I'll do

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

"Alright."

Granny Catherine. She's old, and it's hard for her to work. She took good care of me, so