Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 2033

"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"

Rebecca chuckled dismissively.

"You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities.

"Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title.

"What truly heals everything is love!"

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One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.

Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.

Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persephone soon found herself unable to resist. Despite her enthusiasm, however, last night's activities had exhausted her, and she didn't have the strength for another round right now.

As such, when Morpheus was about to continue his advances, she placed her hands on his bare chest.

"Morpheus..."

"Hmm?"

Persephone blushed and softly said, "Not now…"

Morpheus refused to give up, nuzzling against her, but she struggled to make him back off.

"You've been quite..." She pouted, too embarrassed to continue her sentence.

Morpheus chuckled and nuzzled her hair with his nose.

Persephone giggled, her face turning even redder.

She remembered their somewhat comical wedding night.

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Earlier.

Although they were legally married, Morpheus sat motionless on the bed, stiff as if a wax figure, except for his anxious eyes and bobbing Adam's apple.