Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 1925

Seamus was utterly shocked.

Morpheus glanced at him with a slight triumphant smirk.

"Flinge is hot and humid," he casually remarked. "Having some cold beer relieves fatigue."

Seamus blinked, then watched as Persephone poured beer into a glass and drank it like it was a regular beverage.

Morpheus chuckled, almost talking to himself, yet with a calculated intent. "Sephy, you really like this, right?"

Persephone agreed cheerily, "Yeah!

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"Seamus, you should try it too." She offered him a can. "I've never had this kind of drink before, but it's surprisingly

good!"

Seamus smiled and shook his head. As a bodyguard, he needed to remain alert at all times.

"Sephy, perhaps... you should take it easy," he advised.

"It's fine!"

"After all, we're in someone else's home," Seamus emphasized the words "someone else's".

"Are you worried that she might get drunk and something could happen?" Morpheus cut in directly with a faint

smile. "She's been staying with me all this while and hasn't treated me like an outsider. I haven't treated her like a

guest either.

He pushed a plate of stir-fried beef toward Persephone. "Besides, she seems to really enjoy the dishes I make!"

Seamus' expression soured, and Persephone sensed something amiss about Morpheus beside her. He was smiling,

but the darkness in his gaze grew deeper. He had even intentionally slid his chair closer to her, subtly moving it.

The square table, set for three people to sit separately, now appeared as if Persephone and Morpheus were sitting

together, facing Seamus.

Persephone felt like laughing. She felt a sense of helplessness when she noticed Seamus' cutlery pausing in the air.

Then, there was a knock on the door. Wynn's timely arrival made the already awkward atmosphere even more

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peculiar.

When Seamus saw Wynn, he was initially taken aback. He then watched Persephone affectionately linking arms with

Wynn...

Considering her experiences during this period in Flinge, he felt that everything was not as abnormal as it seemed.

He blamed himself for not protecting her and not being by her side when she needed it the most.

Wynn, as usual, brought a few of his signature dishes, warmly urging Persephone to eat. Then, he sat next to

Seamus, much like how Morpheus and Persephone's chairs were placed, inching his seat closer to Seamus.

Seamus maintained distance, courteous yet somewhat aloof. He had never realized that a meal could feel this

prolonged.