Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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 there!"
"The car is down the mountain, and going downhill with this downpour is risky!"
Morpheus glanced at her. "There's a cave nearby. Let's take shelter there for
now!"

Persephone froze, but as the rain intensified, she had no choice but to follow
him.

To her surprise, the direction he mentioned did have a cave. Bushes partly
concealed the cave's entrance, and the interior was relatively clean. Walking
further in, they could even hear the trickling of water.

"This cave leads to the outside. It's connected to a stream, so you can hear the
water." Morpheus smiled, taking off his clothes to wring them out.

Persephone had been shielded by him, not getting wet much. However, as she
was already dressed lightly, the rain had soaked her skirt, revealing her curves
under the wet clothes.

Morpheus coughed and averted his gaze.

"The rain comes and goes quickly." He awkwardly tried to cover up the
embarrassment. "Once it stops, I'll carry you back down the mountain.” "I... I can
walk by myself." Persephone's voice was low. She knew Morpheus was avoiding
looking at her, but she couldn't help glancing at him. His bare upper body
displayed distinct muscles, and his tan skin felt raw and primal.

She had never seen him from such a close distance.

His body had numerous scars, most likely from his time fighting in the
underground arena.

But...

Persephone furrowed her brow. Some scars were small, hole-like shapes, almost
like bullet wounds.

"Come sit here for some rest, Sephy.” Morpheus cleared a clean spot for her to
sit, but as soon as he turned, he saw her staring at him.

Persephone snapped out of it, suddenly feeling flushed and feverish. Her rational
mind urged her to stay put, but an uncontrollable force made her move closer to
him.

Morpheus quickly turned away.

Persephone abruptly hugged him from behind!

Her soft face was pressed against the scar left by a bullet on his back. That bullet
had nearly taken his life back then.

"Sephy..." Morpheus’ voice was hoarse, his entire body tense.

He held her hand, and an intense warmth spread through his palm in that fleeting
touch.