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.

Morpheus?

soul was being devoured by

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

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

feel well? Talk to me!

He pushed her again!

couldn't hold

her even when she frowned did nothing at that

to the palace looking

the couch upon her arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled toward her heart like a

Persephone had no appetite. She

then, a voice came from outside. "How

and saw Christopher entering

just made this. You won't find it anywhere

She remained silent.

moody, he thought he wouldn't ask her

like the fireworks? Hey, did you tell him that I put a lot of effort into it? Although I didn't help with the design, I was the one who got people to set it off.

helplessly. "Can you leave me