Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone felt like she was in a dream. Morpheus led her out of the cave, her hand in his, and the post-rain air was exceptionally fresh.

The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, casting a smile upon the earth. The fragrance of the soil was uplifted by the sunlight, permeating every corner of the mountain. She smiled foolishly, following him as the roadside flowers seemed to sway her way.

When Morpheus drove near the palace, the night had fallen. Persephone lingered in the car, reluctant to leave. Morpheus pinched her nose with a fond gaze, urging her to go home quickly.

"You take the car back!"

Morpheus handed her the car keys with a gentle shake of his head.

"What's wrong?" Persephone seemed disappointed. "This was meant for you."

"This is something you've earned," Morpheus said tenderly. "It's rightfully yours. While I'm happy when you give me gifts, I believe your first gift should belong to you."

"But-"

"Listen to me," he said, patting her head.

Persephone wanted to say more but held back.

Seeing her disappointment, Morpheus felt a pang of guilt. He took the car keys from her hand. "How about this? I'll take it for now. If you're free tomorrow, I'll come to pick you up to go elsewhere, okay?" Persephone finally smiled and nodded vigorously. "Okay, I'll listen to you. But I'll get you something better when I earn more money later. By then, you have to accept it!"

"If you earn more money, I might as well live off of you!" Morpheus teased her. "Then, you'll be responsible for making money, and I'll be responsible for..."

"For what?" Persephone leaned in.

"For taking care of the kids!"

Persephone blushed and playfully hit him.

Suddenly, Morpheus held her tightly. "How many kids do we want in the future?"

"Hey!" She glared at him. "Are you back in high spirits now?"

Yet, he acted all timid in the cave...

Morpheus chuckled, released her, and urged her to hurry home.

Persephone looked back several times as she entered the palace. She kept looking back until she couldn't see anymore, then jogged back to her residence. Morpheus stood outside the palace gates and gazed at the majestic structure, feeling a mix of emotions. As Persephone vanished into the night, he prepared to leave.

However, a voice suddenly came from behind. "Are you Sephy's boyfriend?"

Morpheus stopped but didn't turn around. The footsteps behind him drew closer.

"Excuse me, I accidentally overheard your conversation just now... I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but it's late, Sephy hadn't returned, and I was worried. As such, I came to wait at the gate. I didn't expect..." Morpheus smirked, recognizing the voice.

"I heard you saying you'll let Sephy support you in the future?" Christopher seemed a bit angry. "As a man, how can you live off of her?"

"Can't I?" Morpheus chuckled, still not turning around. "Who said men have to earn money? I want to take care of my family and let Sephy pursue what she loves without worries. What's wrong with that?" "You... How can you be so self-righteous?"

"People like us always have a way with words."

"Sir! I'm genuinely talking to you!" Christopher sounded angry. "I know your background isn't great. Sephy mentioned you used to participate in underground fights in Flinge... I also want to believe that you're not with Sephy for her money! But... what you just said and this car make it hard for me to trust you!

"If you're with her just for her money, I advise you to find another woman! There are plenty of wealthy women in the world. Why stick to her?"

Morpheus snickered but didn't want to say more.

However, Christopher persisted, "Why won't you turn around and face me?"

"It's getting late," Morpheus said coldly. "You should also go back and rest."

"Hold on!"

At Christopher's command, the palace guards armed with guns swiftly surrounded Morpheus at the entrance.