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
The state of the palace's servants' quarters wasn't bad, but Rebecca didn't stay long. She returned, dragging her luggage.Persephone didn't have classes that day. She was in the yard reading a book and sipping coffee when the butler brought Rebecca in.Persephone pursed her lips. It seemed like she had been waiting for this moment, only it came much sooner than she had anticipated."I thought you wouldn't come to me so soon," Persephone said softly. "Even if you did, I thought it would at least take three days.""Ms. Hamerton, can you give me another chance?""Not particularly inclined to." Persephone was blunt, looking up at Rebecca. "When you were trying to get close to my boyfriend behind my back, did you ever think this day would come?"Rebecca was pale, fists clenched tightly.These past few days hadn't been easy for her. The servants in the palace knew she had been kicked out late at night by Persephone and didn't treat her kindly.The story had spread, and various versi
Persephone turned away from Rebecca, her hands involuntarily clenching.She could sense Rebecca's gaze behind her, filled with resentment and a hint of smugness.Bringing Rebecca to Southeast Aciatic was actually her idea. She had learned about her ulterior motive back in Centrolis. What she hadn't expected was Rebecca's stubborn nature even after arriving.Persephone took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and turned around to give Rebecca a smile."Sorry, I'm not interested in what you're saying at all."Rebecca looked somewhat surprised, staring at her."Ms. Hamerton, don't you want to understand Mr. Orton's past better? I can help you!""You know deep down if you're really helping me or trying to help yourself." Persephone crossed her arms mockingly. "In your eyes, I'm just that rich, spoiled young woman who's reckless because of her family's money, right? I'm a person without any brains to you, aren't I?""No...""Correct, I'm not too brainy." Persephone chuckled. "Becau
Persephone's final design experiment was set to take place in a fireworks factory, and she put in a lot of preparatory work for it.This fireworks factory was under royal management, so she was often seen entering and leaving with Christopher.There were murmurs in the palace, and these bits of gossip quickly spread outside.Morpheus also caught wind of some information outside the palace.In the cafe, he sat quietly by the bed. The sunlight was still bright today, and the place remained empty without any patrons. A sign hung outside the courtyard door, indicating a temporary closure. It had been there for many years.Since he left Southeast Aciatic, this courtyard hadn't seen any visitors.Alfred Farrar placed a cup of hot black tea in front of Morpheus while his wife, Marie Farrar, was busy cleaning inside and outside. Both exchanged a glance, shaking their heads in resignation, and sighed.-Back then.Kaiden, the military general of Southeast Aciatic, conspired with foreig
"No." Morpheus shook his head. "She's an old member of the Hamertons. There's no reason for her to help Rebecca. But when Sephy drove Rebecca away, perhaps the butler only instructed the people below. She wouldn't personally handle it. So, I believe there's an issue among the subordinates.""Sir, what do we do now?"Morpheus remained silent for a while, then said slowly, "Contact the former Orton Troop."Alfred and Marie were initially surprised by this statement, then showed signs of delight."Sir, have you already... made up your mind?"Morpheus smiled faintly. He stood up and held their hands gently."You both have always been loyal to me, as were the former Orton Troop... I know you've always hoped for my return. This time, I don't want to disappoint you or let anything bad happen to Sephy."Alfred and Marie smiled, too excited to find words.At that moment, a clear voice came from outside. "Morpheus!"Alfred immediately understood and chuckled. "The 'closed for business'
Morpheus paused, meeting Persephone's earnest gaze. "But I haven't given you anything yet...""You've already given me the best!" Persephone blushed, smiling softly. To her, he was the best gift in the world."Let's go. Don't stand in the blazing sun!" She took his hand. "Today, you're my chauffeur, and I'm touring Southeast Aciatic!"He indulgently chuckled. "That wish seems a bit challenging." "No matter what Grandma Cordelia wishes, Grandpa Zephyr always makes it happen!""I see." He ruffled her hair. "Grandpa Zephyr is Grandma Cordelia's superhero.""So what about you?""I..." Morpheus pondered. "I'll be your Doraemon, okay?"Persephone smiled sweetly.After securing their seatbelts, Morpheus started the car. Under the sunlight, their laughter drifted in the wind.-Persephone shared her plan to complete her graduation project at the fireworks factory with Morpheus.Morpheus' brow twitched, and he turned to her with a smile, which she could tell was quite strained. Her
Morpheus could tell Persephone had been awkwardly trying to please him, doing everything to make him happy. He felt sorry for her and deeply guilty, too. He didn't know how to tell her about his past. Those ugly scars were something he didn't even want to touch himself."Morpheus, what's wrong?" Persephone's heart dropped when she noticed his constant distraction. "Did… Did I say something wrong?""No." He gently caressed her face. "It's not you, Sephy. It's me.""Why would you say something silly like that?""It's really my fault."Persephone tiptoed to run her fingers through his hair when a distant rumble echoed in the sky. Southeast Aciatic's weather was unpredictable—just moments ago, there were clear skies, and now dark clouds loomed, carrying a damp scent in the air.Before she could react, large raindrops started falling.Morpheus hastily pulled her into his arms and dashed in a certain direction."Where are you taking me?" Persephone urgently asked. "Our car isn't ther
Persephone's hand wandered up and down his body.Morpheus grabbed her hand with a frown. He exerted too much force, causing her to let out a low gasp. He quickly let go and turned to look at her."Did I hurt you?"Persephone pouted, turning her face away.Morpheus stood there stiffly, not reacting for a while. Despite that, there was a restlessness within him, a raging tumult—his last bit of rationality felt fragile and almost laughable.Persephone lowered her head, her face getting warmer. Outside, the rain poured heavily, but the temperature inside the cave shot up. Her heartbeat echoed loudly in her ears."Morpheus..." After a silent moment, she approached him again, placing her hands on his waist and resting her head against his solid chest.Morpheus panicked, afraid she might sense something was not quite calm with him."Sephy, don't do this!""Don't you...""Not now!"Morpheus grasped her shoulders. How could he not want to? But he couldn't. He feared hurting her. Not