“You…”"You can't see my sincerity, but would you like to touch it?" Morpheus teased.Persephone blushed, unable to conceal the smile on her face.She pushed him forcefully, and he pulled her into his arms.Persephone was surprised to witness this side of him. After all, he was typically calm and composed..."Okay, I'll stop messing around," he said softly. "They have some amazing specialty dishes here. Let's eat, then I'll go wherever you like for the rest of the afternoon. How's that?"She nodded and glanced around after taking her seat, realizing it was a beautiful place. Though small, they weren't stingy with the decoration—sophistication exuded from every corner.She noticed a crystal bottle similar to the one she had seen in the palace on the cabinet..."Where's this place, Morpheus?" She looked at him curiously. "How come I never knew about it?"Hearing that, he chuckled. She had only been in Southeast Aciatic for a short period, so it was natural she didn't know.More
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."What's wrong, Morpheus? You're scaring me!"He trembled and sweated as if hi
"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. "
"Morpheus, why do you always say sorry to me?" Persephone's voice was soft, but every time he apologized, she felt uneasy. "I don't like hearing you say sorry. You surely know what I'd rather hear.""Yeah, I know." After a brief silence, Morpheus gently uttered three words, "I love you."Persephone's heart seemed to skip a beat."From now on, I'll replace 'sorry' with 'I love you'. Do you like hearing that?""Morpheus..."She wasn't prepared at all. Morpheus always launched a "sudden attack" when she least expected it.Persephone laughed, but there was a tinge of soreness in her heart."I want to see you right away," Morpheus whispered. "I can't just say these three words over the phone. I want to say them to you in person until you're tired of hearing them."But she would never tire of hearing them—she wanted to hear them for a lifetime."Unfortunately, that won't work now," Persephone said softly. "I have classes this morning. Also, the butler told me that Rebecca is coming
Rebecca was about the same age as Persephone, naturally sharing more common topics of conversation, like outfit styling.Persephone praised her sense of style. A seemingly ordinary top looked refreshing when paired with a skirt suggested by Rebecca."Where did you learn all this?" Persephone casually picked up a bag and glanced at the mirror. "Hmm, I've never worn this since the designer sent it over. I always felt it was too plain. Your combination looks pretty good.""It's your inherent charm," Rebecca complimented with a smile.However, her gaze shifted to the bag in Persephone's hand—a top-tier international brand. The chief designer had personally tailored it, making it the only one of its kind in the world.Owning even one of these unique luxury items in their lifetime would be a challenge for an ordinary person. Yet, Persephone had a room full of them. From clothes to shoes to handbags, even various scarves, belts, and accessories—she didn't use limited editions but customi
Rebecca froze, an instant chill running down her spine.In a panic, she mentally reviewed everything. Though she liked Morpheus, Persephone had been in Southeast Aciatic at that time. They had been separated, so there was no way Persephone could have known about her interest in Morpheus.Rebecca composed herself. Maybe her panic was just due to feeling guilty.Given Persephone's intellect, she wouldn't suspect a thing."Rebecca, why are you standing there? Let's go together," Persephone urged."Oh..." Rebecca responded. "Ms. Hamerton, maybe I shouldn't come. It's your date with Mr. Orton. It might not be appropriate for me to tag along.""Why does that matter?" Persephone smiled innocently. "You're my personal assistant. Naturally, you're responsible for my every move. It's not inappropriate for you to be with me.""Ms—""Let's go." Persephone took her hand. "You probably haven't met Morpheus, have you?"Rebecca's face fell. For some reason, she felt that there seemed to be so
"What's wrong? Am I scary?" Persephone chuckled. "Morpheus has already gone back to his place. We should head back, too.""Mr. Orton... has left?""Yeah.""How did he leave?"Persephone smirked at her. "He jumped off the rooftop!"Rebecca was stunned and instinctively glanced outside. The night was dark, making it hard to see anything. Persephone urged her into the car, and she hurriedly followed. As she crossed the threshold, she nearly stumbled.Persephone looked at her from inside the car and chuckled. "I thought I'd have trouble in high heels, but who knew you'd stumble even in flats?""Sorry about that," Rebecca replied awkwardly, rushing into the car.She sat in the passenger seat and caught a glimpse of Persephone's slightly flushed face in the rearview mirror."Ms. Hamerton, you must be happy tonight.""It was alright.""Did you drink tonight?""A little red wine," Persephone said softly. "No one will find fault with it as long as we return to the palace before curf
Rebecca felt flustered, not daring to move in the passenger seat.Persephone smiled after speaking, reclining comfortably in the back seat and stretching lazily."Oh my, it seems like I'm really drunk now." She laughed. "I'm starting to feel a bit of a headache. Rebecca...""Yes?" Rebecca felt extremely uneasy."When we go back later, I won't have you stay there tonight."Rebecca was startled. "What?"Since she arrived in Southeast Aciatic, she had been living and eating together with Persephone as it was convenient to take care of her. If Persephone didn't let her stay there tonight... where would she go?"Ms. Jacox, you might not know, but Ms. Hamerton has always been like this. When she has a headache, she dislikes having anyone around her," the chauffeur said with a smile."I... I won't be around her!" Rebecca turned to the backseat. "Ms. Hamerton, I'll stay in the downstairs living room! If you need anything, just call me. I—""Ms. Jacox, when Ms. Hamerton asks you to lea