Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Morpheus stood there steadily, devoid of any fear.

At Christopher's signal to seize him, the guards were all taken aback when they
saw his face, halting in their tracks and refusing to move forward.

"What are you doing?!" Christopher demanded angrily. "This man is scheming to
get close to Ms. Hamerton with ill intentions! Why aren't you arresting him?"
"Your Highness..." The guards looked at Christopher. "This... This is..."

Even Christopher found this peculiar. From the man's back view, he seemed
slightly more robust than an average person. The palace guards were the cream
of the crop, so how could they be easily intimidated by someone like him?

Since they wouldn't act, he decided to take matters into his own hands!
Christopher dashed forward, snatching a gun from one of the guards. As he
raised the butt of the gun to strike, other guards rushed in and actually restrained
him!

"Are you all insane?!" Christopher was hysterical.

"Your Highness, you can't... Please, don't take action.”

"Your Highness, calm down..."

"Your Highness!"

At that moment, Morpheus slowly turned around.

The anger Christopher felt a moment ago turned into pure astonishment.
Morpheus smiled, but his eyes were icy. Just like years ago when he stood
before the old king, vowing to quell the rebellion and fighting to the end...

The gun in Christopher's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"How could it be you..."

"Your Highness..." Morpheus’ voice was low. "Have you been well?"

He bowed deeply to Christopher, who hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
Even at that moment, Christopher was somewhat flustered. "General, you don't
need to be so polite!"

"You're the prince. Proper decorum is expected,” Morpheus said. "And I am no
longer a general. There's no need for formality with me."

"Is it really... you?" Christopher stared at him, his expression somewhat complex.
No wonder the guards reacted to Morpheus as if they were wolves encountering
a lion. Once wolves sensed the lion's scent from afar, they wouldn't dare
approach.

Morpheus' intimidation was even more formidable than a lion.

During the rebellion that almost overturned the entire country, had it not been for
Morpheus’ intervention, Southeast Aciatic might have faced a change in ruler
long ago.

He was hailed as a god of war throughout the country. But at the height of his
glory, he quietly left Southeast Aciatic.

Christopher never expected that the man Persephone spoke of as her boyfriend
would turn out to be him...

"Why that expression, Your Highness?" Morpheus smiled. "Don't want to see me
that badly?"

"No, no!" Christopher scratched his head awkwardly with a smile as well. He
ordered the guards to open the gates and inform everyone to welcome General
Orton with the highest honors.

However, Morpheus stopped him. "It's late now, it's not proper.”

"But"

"I told you, I am no longer a general.” Morpheus looked at him. "Your Highness, if
you remember my contribution to quelling the rebellion years ago, please pretend
tonight's events never happened. I just want to live an ordinary life, to... be with
the person I love."

After a moment of contemplation, Christopher nodded solemnly. He suddenly felt
relieved. No wonder he couldn't win over Persephone, and no wonder he couldn't
defeat the person she loved...