Zephyr was speechless. He slowly shifted there and looked back at her with each step he took, hoping his wife would take back her order.Despite that, Cordelia kept up an encouraging gaze and smile, putting him in a dilemma.Ultimately, he gnashed his teeth with his mind made up and went to Zennie and the others.The group was chatting merrily and was surprised when they looked up at him.“M-Mr. Grist…” Linda was the first to notice that something was wrong and probed. “What is it?”Zephyr looked tense and stern, standing straight and frozen for a few seconds… before he suddenly flashed his pearly whites!The others widened their eyes and fell back, staring at him in disbelief. A few quiet seconds ticked past, and boisterous peals of laughter erupted in the small cafe.Cordelia rushed over upon hearing the noise and was greeted by the group's guffawing. Zennie and Fredric almost fell off their chairs too! She then looked at her husband… The corners of his lips slowly went down,
Zephyr looked at him icily, an alert and dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.Nicholas chuckled coldly as he looked at the man thoughtfully. “Marcus, the rental and renovation cost quite a dime, huh? Where did you get so much money from?”“None of your concern.” Zephyr looked stony and cold.“I took care of you when we were behind bars, bro.” Nicholas was overbearing. “Hah, you can let me know if you lack money. I’ll lend it to you for sure. I won’t let you suffer!”“Thanks but no thanks.”“I’m not expecting such determination! Marcus, you aren’t like what they say, right? That you’ve been depending on your wife?”Nicholas’ eyes went to Cordelia, who was behind Zephyr when he spoke.Zephyr clenched his fists, the veins on his toned forearms clear to sight.“Stop your nonsense.” Cordelia’s voice sounded suddenly.She stepped in front of Zephyr, her pretty eyes wide, resolute, and fearless. She might be soft in certain matters but stood firm when someone picked on her husband.
Cordelia subconsciously grabbed Zephyr’s arm and shot him a timid glance.Zephyr looked indifferent as he stepped forward and said with a deep voice, “We don’t have enough ingredients today and can’t serve so many people. You can come again tomorrow if you want coffee, Mr. Thompson.”“Dessert’s fine too if there’s no coffee!” Nicholas grabbed a cookie seeing there were some on the table.However, Zephyr kept the tray a step earlier and looked at him fiercely.Nicholas paused before he tried to catch Zephyr’s hand with an aggressive and hostile gaze.Zephyr was on his guard. With a tilt of his body, he pinned Nicholas’ wrist instead! Both of them were caught in a stalemate, and the atmosphere felt tense.The men in black around them were ready to strike as well.Cordelia felt cold beads of sweat trickle down her back.Nicholas launched a punch, which Zephyr caught. His expression was icy and cool, the sense of pressure surprising Nicholas.Zephyr emphasized each word. “Mr. Thom
Nicholas sat in the car. Even when the air-conditioning was blasting at the lowest temperature, he still felt incredibly frustrated. He rubbed between his brows and felt his headache slightly soothed. Despite that, the pang in his heart only grew more prominent.The first day he went behind bars, he knew that he was no longer in the same world as Linda. He could not take care of her for life—he could only look up at her, miss her, and die keeping her safe.That was why he was alarmed and scared when he saw that she was involved with Marcus. He knew what kind of person Marcus was all too well, and he would never let someone like him have the chance to hurt her!As long as someone was a threat to her, he would eliminate it disregarding the price he had to pay. This was also why he kept picking on Marcus.Today, however, he confirmed something in certainty—that man was not Marcus Grist!His underling ended the call and turned to him with a grim look to say in a hushed tone, “N, news
Nicholas paused and asked, “Who do you want gone?”There was an eerie silence before Yale uttered heavily, “The third heir of Hamertons, Zephyr Hamerton!”There was an icy glint in Nicholas’ eyes.“Come to Centrolis if you’re free. We’ll talk in detail when we meet!”…Cordelia looked at Linda, who was curled up on the bed, and could not help feeling the pinch in her nose as she patted her back softly.Since they came back, Linda had not said a word. She holed herself in the bedroom once she entered the house, and her eyes seemed to have lost their focus. She looked like a husk where her soul was sucked away.“Linda, you must be hungry?” Cordelia tried everything she could to strike up a conversation. “Seth and Marcus are outside. I’ll get them to make you something, okay?”Linda blinked, and a teardrop rolled off her eye.Cordelia felt her heart clench.The Linda she knew was feisty and carefree, like a seagull cruising through wind and riding on waves. It was as if there wa
Nicholas had been sentenced to eight years of jail time for intentional assault to protect Linda.Linda had gone to visit him in prison countless times during her university years, but the warden’s response would always be a cold, “He doesn’t want to see you”.Her last visit was when she graduated from university. She had gotten the company offer and wanted him to be the first person she shared the happy news with.…As she anxiously waited outside the visiting room, she heard the heavy noise of the metal door. Her tears were uncontrollable when Nicholas sat on the other side of the glass that separated them.This was his first and last sentence to her. “Don’t cry. It’s not worth it to cry over someone like me.”He looked at her deeply after that before getting up and going behind the metal door.Linda slammed the glass with all her might, and the prison warden stopped her. The news came from the inside a while later. The warden told her solemnly that Nicholas had asked her not
Zephyr wanted to pat his shoulder, but his hand froze in the air. He only put it down after a while.…Cordelia lay in his embrace when he went home that night as they slacked off on the bed.It was late, but she could not sleep. The dazzling stars shone through the photo frame in the dark room. She looked into the night sky. It felt like it had been forever since she could admire the night so peacefully.Knowing that she was warm, Zephyr fanned her while staring at her beautiful side profile with his head low. His heart jolted.He gulped, and a subtle surge of warmth rose.Cordelia looked at the sweat on the tip of his nose. She felt embarrassed that he would keep the air conditioning off to save money. “Hubby, turn on the air conditioner if you’re warm. It doesn’t cost much.”“Hmm… No need.” He licked his lips.The warmth they meant was completely different.Zephyr took a deep breath. He had his eyes on her fair neck and slightly opened small lips. He smiled, and his hand na
Zephyr’s expression changed. He said softly, “It’s all in the past… What else do criminals do when they’re together if not fight?”“Did you hit him?”“Hmm, you can say so.”Cordelia nodded.Everyone who was in prison before was abusive. It made sense that they were troubled mentally. Just like Nicholas, who always wanted to be on the top, would naturally be upset that Marcus hit him.However, Zephyr was different. Apart from his serious face and the fact that he hardly talked, to her, there was nothing wrong with him.Cordelia’s big, beautiful eyes were bright. She looked at her husband in silence. The more she looked, the more she thought she got herself a treasure.Her tiny hand caressed his chiseled face. He did not have the time to shave, so his stubs made her itchy.“Why are you staring at me?” Zephyr had an alluring voice as he patted her head.“Nothing,” said Cordelia softly. “I just realized not only is my husband fair, but he’s forgiving too!“Nicholas did that to yo
"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"Rebecca chuckled dismissively."You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities."Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title."What truly heals everything is love!"-One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persepho
With Morpheus' involvement, the police didn't slack off and quickly found Rebecca.That day, Rebecca was preparing to escape from a small port. The boat she had found was an illegally operating one.As she was about to board, piercing sirens sounded nearby.The boat owner, enraged upon hearing the sirens, grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pushed her into the water.Rebecca screamed for help, but he roared, "I didn't expect you to be sent by the cops!""I'm not..." Rebecca choked on water. "Sir, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. As long as we reach the open sea, no one will catch you!""Dream on!" The boat owner wanted to strangle her. "Do you not understand? These sirens are from the royal guards! Who did you bitch provoke?"Rebecca was dumbfounded. Being a foreigner, she naturally didn't understand the local affairs in the Southeast Aciatic region.The police and royal guards quickly caught up, armed, and surrounded them.Rebecca turned pale and trembled all over, her gaze gr
"You had no choice on the battlefield."Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him back to light.She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved the country.""Do you really… think so?"She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country."But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"Morpheus held his head low in silence."You did well as the protector of the country," she said softly. "But as a son, you can secretly pay homage to him."Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.-Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the
"No way!" Christopher smirked, glancing at Morpheus. "To him, you're his only princess! I just got lucky for the princess carry, thanks to you!""Yeah, at least you're self-aware!" Persephone nodded, rubbing her chin."We've known each other for so long! What kind of person do you think I am?" Christopher laughed. "I can be a bit shameless at times, but..."But upon learning that the one she loved was the unbeatable god of war, he willingly stepped back, offering his blessings with a smile."Okay, okay. You two stop crowding around me!" Christopher waved his hand. "Sephy needs more rest, and I'd like to get some more sleep, too! Once we heal, let's go out and have some fun together!""You're still thinking about fun?" Morpheus' deep voice intervened with a wry smile. "With the factory explosion incident, the royal family is furious and will thoroughly investigate it. Many people will probably be coming to talk to you both in the next few days. After all, you two are the most direc
"Let's get out first!""Hey, wait..." Persephone pointed to the other side.In moments of life and death, it wasn't appropriate to laugh, but Morpheus still chuckled. The young Prince Christopher was sprawled on the floor in a very ridiculous pose, and they almost forgot about him!"Don't worry," Morpheus whispered. "I won't let anything happen to him."He had Persephone cling to his back and then carried Christopher.Christopher was a tall fellow, so it took some effort to carry them both to a safe place.Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars rushed in. Their sirens pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.The fire was soon extinguished, and Persephone and Christopher received timely treatment. Luckily, their burns weren't too severe, and even more fortunately, their faces were unharmed.When Christopher woke up, he felt bandages wrapped around his head, and his skin had a burning sensation. His heart sank, and he was almost on the verge of tears."Tell me the truth! A
There was fire everywhere. Flames rushed toward Persephone like menacing dragons. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but the searing pain coursing through her body became clearer. She struggled to get up, the agony almost unbearable.Despite several attempts, it was futile...Something was pinning her feet down, and stones kept falling on her. She couldn't even muster a shout.Many images flashed through her mind in that fleeting moment, each frame featuring Morpheus' face…She remembered the times they had spent together in Flinge, how he had initially distanced himself from her, then later had exerted every effort to protect her. She recalled how he would gently ruffle her hair and call her "silly goose"..."Morpheus, I'm afraid I might have to go first..."The fire grew fiercer, explosions resonated continuously, and she could no longer hold on.Christopher, who was nearby, wasn't any better.Amidst the roaring flames, he couldn't see anything clearly, only pulling
"No need, you can go back first." Morpheus glanced at him. "I'll wait here for her a little longer.""Prince Christopher wouldn't do anything to Ms. Hamerton...""Alfred, what are you thinking?" Morpheus couldn't help but chuckle. "I know exactly what Christopher is like, but I just want to wait here for Sephy. Christopher mentioned that she'd specifically designed these fireworks for me. Hah! I'm the useless one. I don't even dare to go inside and take a look.""Sir, don't say that.""If I wait here, will it count as accompanying her in her efforts?"Alfred nodded.Morpheus smiled and sent Alfred back. He continued waiting under the tree.The air in Southeast Aciatic was hot and humid. The shade of the banyan tree offered some relief, but it couldn't completely dispel the oppressive heat.Morpheus took a deep breath, about to move elsewhere, when he glimpsed a suspicious figure swiftly darting through the factory's side gate.The security at the side gate was lax, making it e
Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime."I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Morpheus wasn't just an ordinary person!Christopher wholeheartedly accepted his defeat to Morpheus."Then... I'd like to invite you to come over to my place for a while as a friend. That's fine, right?"-A few days later, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in the classroom."Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him breakfast. "You haven't eaten, right? Let's eat together!"Usually, Christopher would readily accept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!""What's wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn't poisoned!"Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."Persephone burst into laughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!""Uh, what?""My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you, and he said sure, just worried you wouldn't tak