Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 1902

"You can add more to the story tomorrow."

"What?"

Morpheus smirked. "Say I'm not just mediocre but a freak, and I hit you after we were done!"

Persephone was once again slack-jawed, then feigned a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Going to such extremes

just to keep women away... Quite the strategy. But I'm not injured. Will they believe me?"

Morpheus looked her up and down. "Just say the injury is in a non-visible area."

"Huh?"

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Morpheus held his head. He couldn't stand her bewildered look anymore. Since she arrived, this was her constant

expression.

"Where... Where can't I be seen?"

"Figure it out yourself!"

"I can't think of anywhere..."

Morpheus grew impatient. "Just say I bit your... tits!"

"You!" Persephone was embarrassed and angry. Her face flushed as she tried to kick him with her arms crossed

defensively.

Morpheus dodged effortlessly and went about working the washing machine as if nothing happened.

As he turned away, he chuckled.

The next day, Kourtney and Jim showed up as expected while Morpheus was away.

Persephone recited exactly as Morpheus had advised. Since she had never done anything like that before, she felt

extremely uncomfortable saying those things, almost on the verge of tears.

But it was this discomfort and embarrassment that made her acting seem natural and convincing enough to

deceive them.

Kourtney, experienced in these matters, half believed her words but couldn't find any loopholes for the moment.

She offered a few words of consolation and left with Jim.

Persephone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that no one would disturb her for the time being.

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She spent a few days with Morpheus in peace. During these days, Morpheus took care of her meals.

Morpheus had never taken care of anyone before, and he used to eat without much thought. Suddenly having

someone else around didn't change his eating habits.

It was Persephone who found it difficult to adapt. She didn't know how to coexist in the same room with this rough

man. They couldn't even eat together. She was used to eating slowly, balanced meals followed by coffee or tea,

along with a small unsweetened dessert.

What Morpheus brought back, however, was a whole roasted chicken, large chunks of beef, and a pancake bigger

than her face. Persephone struggled to swallow, just taking a few bites randomly before retreating to the side.

One day, when Morpheus returned from the boxing ring at night, he found no food on the table, and Persephone

was lying on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling.