To say this person was a woman, the rough voice and height and appearance clearly screamed 'man'. To call him a
man... Well, he was dressed in women's clothing, wearing a wig and strutting in high heels.
Persephone was a bit frightened, so she hugged herself and tried to hide behind Morpheus.
"This is Wynn Jeter." Morpheus turned and told her in a low voice, "Just call him Wynn. He's quite helpful. If you can't
find me for anything, you can ask him. It's the same."
Wynn smiled and tried to shake hands with Persephone, but just as his hand reached out, he seemed to realize
something. He winced awkwardly and pulled his hand back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hey, did you lovebirds just have a spat?" Wynn asked. "I could hear everything next door! Did you bully her,
Morpheus? Look at how much she's crying..."
"It's nothing," Morpheus replied casually. "Just some bickering."
"Um... you both haven't had dinner yet?" Wynn placed the insulated box he brought on the table, carefully watching
their expressions. "I happened to make extra, so I brought it for you! These are all local specialties, girl. I'm not sure
if they're good, but feel free to try. If you like them, I'll take you out for an authentic meal next time!
"Morpheus, go ahead and eat."
Morpheus remained silent.
"Uh..." Persephone felt a bit embarrassed. Although Wynn looked peculiar, his smile was genuine. Moreover,
Morpheus letting him in indicated trust.
She looked down, only for her stomach to growl, breaking the room's silence.
Wynn smiled, quickly ushered Persephone to sit and eat, and tactfully excused himself.
Persephone glanced at Morpheus. Seeing his expression still blank, she started eating by herself.
This was the best meal she had since arriving at Flinge. She hadn't grasped the situation during the first few days
and had fast food every day. Then she got kidnapped by Kourtney's people and ended up at Morpheus' place... The
food she had had with Morpheus was, well...
"Mmm, it's delicious!" Persephone couldn't help but praise. "Hey, turns out the taste here isn't that heavy, huh? I
thought everyone here loved meat, seeing you always eating it. Morpheus, why don't you taste these dishes?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey're really good!"
Morpheus grunted and sat down to eat with her.
He sneaked a glance at her. All the hard feelings from earlier seemed to vanish with the food she swallowed. She
was smiling right now, eating joyfully, and seemed revitalized.
He didn't expect her to be this easy to please—some good food was all it took to make her happy.
Morpheus inadvertently smirked, a hint of tenderness shimmering in his eyes.
In the following days, whenever Morpheus wasn't home, Wynn would keep Persephone company to pass time.
Persephone could sense he was kind-hearted but remained curious about why he dressed that way.
Wynn openly admitted, "Because I'm a little mentally disturbed!"