Chapter 1943

Morpheus clenched his fists as he stared at Persephone's teary face.

He thought since he could bear the pain that no regular people could bear on the battlefield and boxing ring, there wouldn't be any pain in the world that could hurt him.

Never had he thought there really was.

Her tears hurt him so badly.

Persephone was shaking, and so was he. However, he had to try his best to hold it in.

"What makes me think I can't talk to her like that?" Morpheus scoffed. "You'll have to ask her! She insists on lowering herself to make breakfast for a person like me. She kept clinging onto me… It's her fault that I'm doing this to her!"

"You!" Seamus was furious and threw a punch at him.

Morpheus was hurt, so he did not dodge in time and took his punch. He staggered into the chair before falling on the floor.

Seamus wanted to keep punching him, but Morpheus struggled to lift his arms, blocking his fist. Just then, his wounds tore significantly, and blood seeped through the gauze!

"No!" Pe