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.

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

Unknowingly, a shiver ran down

her innocent smile, he wondered if the

she said, taking a seat

young, learning about medicine with my great-grandfather. We

a smile and

reached for his hand. "It must be tough for you to stay by my side all these years, right?

than just my attendant."

if centuries had passed in those few

cold. She was certain he was no longer the

human heart changed faster

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

course," he asserted. "I'll

she demanded, looking at

"Alright."

it's hard for her to work.