Married a Secret Billionaire

"Persephone!" Christopher shouted, "You better make this clear to me today. Is that person treating you poorly?"

Persephone felt a splitting headache.

How could Morpheus possibly treat her poorly? It was just that his behavior tonight was really unusual.

Christopher stared quietly at her, not pressing for more. After a silent moment, he walked toward the door.

"I'll get a doctor here," he murmured. "Your injuries need immediate attention in case they get infected. Don't worry. I won't gossip about your injury. As for that person... If being with him is really exhausting for you, do you want to consider..."

"No!" Persephone's voice was resolute, making Christopher's heart clench.

"I understand your kind intentions and appreciate your concern for me." She looked up at him. "But being with him is not tiring for me at all. Today was just an accident. He wasn't like this before."

"Don't let your infatuation cloud your judgment and think he's perfect everywhere!" Christopher sighed.

"By the way, could there be something he's hiding from you?"

"What?"

"You said he wasn't like this before... which means, as soon as he came to Southeast Aciatic, he changed?" Christopher raised a brow. "Did he get possessed when he arrived in Southeast Aciatic?"

Persephone glared at him disapprovingly.

are spiritualists in our palace? How about you

sound

royal family has been a tradition for hundreds of years. It's just

out, but inadvertently, she took his

rampant

she wanted to bring him, she would have to get his

bed, and closed her eyes. Her

Persephone slowly opened her eyes, instinctively

all from

the lines were his guilt, apologies to her, and his concern. He was afraid she was hurt, yet he was the one who

them, her heart softened. She called Morpheus, and

voice was hoarse, perhaps from a sleepless

his voice, Persephone's heart fluttered slightly. She pretended to still be upset, coldly asking,