Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone wore a look of concern as she inched closer to Morpheus. "D-Do you not like it?"

Just then, the final firework illuminated the sky brightly.

She had designed it especially for him. The silver sparks gleamed like a thousand stars, with two letters shining brightest in the middle—MY.

"Morpheus, see the 'MY' in the middle?" She smiled. "I designed that for you!

"Do you like it?

"Morpheus?"

Morpheus stood frozen, like a cold sculpture.

His heart pounded, but he could only hear the flying bullets in the battle—a haunting echo of his troop's last scream at the battle's end.

It was his father's final bellow of despair.

Morpheus covered his ears and squatted down weakly, his head throbbing with pain.

"No... No."

"Morpheus!"

Persephone was shocked by what she saw. She attempted to hug him, but he pushed her away.

Despite being wounded from the push, she ignored it and tried to embrace him again.

wrong, Morpheus?

trembled and sweated as if his soul was being

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

continued in the sky, but the person in front of her seemed unable to enjoy

not feel well?

He pushed her again!

Persephone couldn't hold back and

man who used to care for her even when

returned to the palace looking

upon her arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled toward her heart

Persephone had no appetite. She

came from outside. "How was

Christopher entering with a

made this. You won't find

She remained silent.

was moody, he thought he wouldn't ask her since she

did you tell him that I put a lot of effort into it? Although I didn't

glanced at him helplessly. "Can