"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.

How about you bring your boyfriend over and let a spiritualist take a look

things sound more and more

Christopher said seriously, "The presence of spiritualists in the royal family has been a tradition for hundreds of years. It's just never talked about

pushed him out, but inadvertently,

she had heard that Southeast Aciatic was rampant with

to the palace. If she wanted to bring him,

and

cozy room, and Persephone slowly opened her eyes,

all

she was hurt, yet he was the one who

read them, her heart softened. She called Morpheus, and he

perhaps from a sleepless

heart fluttered slightly. She pretended to still

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