Married a Secret Billionaire

"So why aren't you taking it?" Christopher asked.

Persephone glanced at him. "It's okay. I don't usually play with toys."

"Stop lying." Christopher chuckled. "Then what's that on your bed?"

His words left her stunned.

It was Morpheus who had given her the doll. Not only did it lack cuteness, but it also had a somewhat creepy appearance. He called it the Nightmare Doll and had carried it around for years.

The doll was not aesthetically pleasing, but it had the power to chase nightmares away.

Wearing a smile, Persephone walked over and picked up the doll.

"It looks old and ugly," Christopher remarked. "Is the person who gave it to you someone important?"

"Yes," she affirmed without denial.

As she looked at him, her eyes were as clear as water.

"Ms. Persephone!" He feigned annoyance. "If everything goes as planned, you'll have to marry into the royal family after you graduate!"

"You said it yourself, 'if everything goes as planned'."

Persephone remained calm.

aware of the arrangement. After her postgraduate studies, she would become the dedicated designer

been taking good care of her since the day she arrived in Southeast

just a good friend

could ever

He smiled. "The firefly is living in your heart. It'll never fly

told you that I like someone." She gazed into his eyes. "I'll tell you again—I like him. Apart

if..." He frowned. "Your parents say

replied with a chill. "It's not like everyone must get

really worthy of

sacrificing for me, too!" She playfully smiled, gesturing with her fingers. "We're working hard

Christopher smiled helplessly.

scarce plush toy he held paled in comparison

there's no chance

"Christopher..."

I actually knew that you liked someone." He smiled. "But I kept dreaming of the opportunity to fight equally. I'm a prince, and I graduated