Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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 mind wandered to what Rebecca had mentioned about
PTSD...

What had he experienced to have PTSD related to fireworks?

Persephone bit her lip, taking his hand to continue forward.

They had reached the highest mountain in Southeast Aciatic.

Southeast Aciatic was a country surrounded by the sea on all sides, with a lower
altitude, so this highest mountain might be shorter than even a small hill in other
countries. Still, the scenery was incredibly beautiful.

As they parked the car below and trekked up, they encountered numerous
vibrant flowers, little rabbits hopping in the bushes, and beautiful butterflies
fluttering around.

Feeling the atmosphere too silent, Persephone changed the topic softly. "I heard
this place used to be an active volcano, but it hasn't erupted for a long time."
Morpheus chuckled. "I reckon it won't erupt again.”

"How do you know?"

Morpheus paused, choosing not to speak. He used to come to this mountain
often, running, climbing, exercising—every corner of this mountain was familiar to
him.

"Morpheus, I feel you've been acting a bit strange since you came to Southeast
Aciatic..." Persephone voiced her concern after a moment of consideration,
"Sometimes you're silent, and even when you speak, it feels like you're only
saying half. It is as if there's something you're keeping from me."

"Sephy..." Morpheus paused.

"It's okay." Persephone smiled. "Everyone has secrets, and if you don't want to
tell me, it's fine. But... I still want you to know that I'm willing to share whatever
happens with you.

"As for my graduation design, I initially wanted to invite you to see it." She smiled
wryly. "The professor said we'd display the fireworks we designed at the
graduation ceremony. My mom and dad will be there, and I really hope you can
come.

"But your reaction after seeing the fireworks last time was a bit strong... I think
maybe you don't like them? If you don't, it's okay. Don't force yourself."
Morpheus looked at her in silence.

It felt like a needle had pricked the softest part of his heart. He knew he hadn't
been himself since he came to Southeast Aciatic. He was doing his best to
appear normal, but sometimes, his PTSD wasn't within his control.

He had an aversion to Southeast Aciatic from the start. The fireworks that
bloomed in the night sky were more like ropes pulling him into the hell of war.

It wasn't that he disliked them—he just couldn't get past them.