Nicholas rolled his eyes at him with a scoff and took him to the room.When the employees saw the light at the door, they ran toward it.“What are you doing!?” growled Nicholas.The group fell to their knees on the floor. “Sir, have mercy! We don’t know where we met you and how we offended you… Can you tell us?“We’ll do whatever you want us to do!”Zephyr stepped forward and tossed the marriage certificates in front of them.“This…”“These two people on the marriage certificates would like to end their marriage.” Zephyr looked at them coldly. “But the man isn’t around. Give me the fastest solution!”The group looked at each other in bewilderment. A light shone above them, allowing them to read the details on the certificates.“Marcus Grist?” One of them recognized the name and asked shakily, “Isn’t this… the son-in-law of the Jenners?”“You know him?” Zephyr arched his brow.“No, I don’t…” The person was drenched in sweat and dared not look up while spilling the beans amids
Cordelia had been taking care of Xyla by the bed, but the latter did not seem to get better. The previous treatments seemed to have been wasted effort after William and Yelena came for trouble.No matter how much it pained Cordelia to see her mother so sullen and dazed, she could only force herself to perk up.Seth asked the doctor in charge of Xyla in the past and specially asked a psychiatric expert. They came to the unanimous conclusion to switch up the place Xyla was living in.“Cordelia, perhaps changing the environment will be helpful to her condition,” Seth told her. “I’ve studied many cases that are similar to her condition. Most have differing levels of recovery after a change of environment.“And she has had unhappy experiences in Jangasas. Don’t let her stay around this place. Changing up the place or lifestyle will be beneficial for her.”Cordelia sighed and recalled what Zephyr had said the other day. Were they going to Centrolis with him?“Cordelia…” Xyla opened her
Cordelia had mixed feelings. Her hands gripped the blanket tighter.She had been seriously considering her relationship with Zephyr during this time and recalled what the old female fortune teller they had met outside the hotel said—“He’s your husband within three meters but not anymore outside of that.”She suddenly felt choked. That old woman had said that they would separate sooner or later…She glanced at Zephyr and saw the red string that was still tied around his wrist with the dim light. She had laughed at him for believing that back then, but he was not someone like that.He had chosen to believe it because he was too scared of losing her.Cordelia took a deep breath. She was the same. She was scared of not having him and losing him in her life.If life must separate them in those few meters, then she would fight with her all to walk into that damned distance!She slowly popped her head out of her duvet and said, as soft as the night, “Zephyr.”Zephyr jolted and perked
It was a year ago.“Didn’t you say you wanted to go back to when it first started?” Cordelia said softly, “This time last year, it’s when we got married.”That was their first meeting. Cordelia had come to that small cabin in the pouring rain, her white wedding dress stained with soil. The old folks in the village had said that people who got married in such weather would not end up happy, but both of them were the happiest.Zephyr was moved. He inched slowly toward the bed and saw Cordelia’s fair hand that was outside of the blanket.He held it while Cordelia pulled it back but gave up the struggle when she could not fight the man’s strength, allowing him to hold it.Zephyr’s palm was warm and big, giving her an exceptional sense of security.His husky voice came from the dark. “Since we’ve gone back to a year ago, let’s get to know each other again.“I’m Zephyr Hamerton. So, my family’s kind of rich, but I’m not really ambitious. I just want to stay with my wife and let her ta
Cordelia received an interview notice from a company after settling down in Centrolis. The interview went smoothly, and she soon started working in the new company. She took care of her mother at home after work and visited Carter at university during the weekends to bring him some daily necessities. The days went by in this routine as if she had returned to the pure and quiet time.Zephyr kept her company quietly, never once disturbing her life, and frequently went to her place to help with chores.Most of the time, he was not exactly helpful because Cordelia usually had to redo what he had done. It was fine when she was in a good mood, but when she had a lot of pressure from work, worked overtime and into the night, or had her menstrual mood swings... any gentle person would turn irritable.Xyla usually stopped Cordelia when she shouted and yelled at him.“Why are you raising your voice? Can’t you talk to our Zephyr properly?”Or, it was, “Do it yourself if you have the time t
Cordelia was stunned and straightened up, not knowing where to place her hands.Zephyr took a seat next to her and scattered some bread crumbs to the pigeons before turning to her with a smile. “Bad mood?”Cordelia lowered her head. How did he know?“I think I haven’t told you about my childhood.”Zephyr began to speak calmly. “My parents took a divorce a long time ago. I’m with my dad, but I often go to Chaiseland to keep my mom company.“My mom’s a feisty one, so she has never allowed me to be weak. As for the Hamertons, grandpa has been training me as an heir. Each thing I do, eat, drink, walk, posture, or actions, have strict regulations.“That’s not all. I face internal fights with the family all the time.“Whoever grandpa prioritizes, the easier that person becomes everyone’s target.”Zephyr revealed a light smile, which was tinged with bitter self-deprecation.Cordelia’s heart squeezed. At that time… he must be a boy of only six or seven years old.“I spent most of my
Zephyr felt a squeeze in his heart.Cordelia looked down, blinking with her long lashes as if a butterfly was flapping its wings.She said softly, “I later found out that… status and name are just a person’s label. No matter whether you’re rich or poor, or you’re Zephyr or Marcus, it’s not important.“The important thing is that you’ve never changed from the beginning until now… Neither have I.”Zephyr looked at her and held her hand. She looked at him, chuckling, and held his hand tightly.“Do you forgive me, Cordelia?”“I’ve never blamed you. It’s just that I couldn’t accept the change of your identity that came out of nowhere.” She pursed her lips. “But I need more time… Can you wait?”“Yes! Of course I can!” He was willing to wait for her forever.He hugged her tightly, afraid that it was a dream.“Cordelia, you won’t leave me, right?” He confirmed it again as he was worried.Cordelia smiled. “I won’t.”“You won’t leave me no matter what I become, right?”She was stunne
“Since you guys have gotten familiar with each other, let me introduce all of you again,” Zephyr chuckled. “Attorney Constable is popular in Centrolis and Jangasas. He charges by the second.“While Mr. Bayer…” He looked at Cordelia. “You know everything about him like the back of your hand, and there was a car accident that happened. I guess I don’t have to introduce him.”Josiah’s expression changed. He said innocently, “Why not!? The stuff you find on the Internet is not true! I’m not as they describe me to be!“Cordelia, I must introduce myself again! Although I look flirty, I’m actually loyal! Also, as I’m too good-looking, people are often jealous of me, including this Mr. Hamerton— Ouch!”Before he was done, Fredric hit him on his head, and Zephyr showed him an annoyed face.He felt wronged. Sigh, it became a crime that he was good-looking. He was being picked on just because he was good-looking!…Nelly rushed into Yale’s residence, ignoring the guards out there.She saw
"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