Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"You had no choice on the battlefield.”

Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in
them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him
back to light.

She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved
the country.”

"Do you really... think so?"

She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were
just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country.

"But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You
guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"

Morpheus held his head low in silence.

"You did well as the protector of the country,” she said softly. "But as a son, you
can secretly pay homage to him."

Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also
reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"

He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.

Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the ward that night and heard a faint voice
at midnight. He suddenly saw a dimmed light at the door when he opened his
eyes half-asleep.

He was alerted at once while the figure in the dimmed light turned around slowly.
Stunned, he couldn't speak no matter what.

"I'm leaving.” That person smiled at him. Although there was still mockery in the
smile, it was a smile of relief. "Be happy with her!"

Morpheus opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

"Get the culprit at once if you really care for her. Then, kill that murderer like I did
back then! Can you do it?"

The figure disappeared right after saying that.

Choking, Morpheus observed in silence. He abruptly woke up as a tear fell.
"W-What's wrong, Morpheus?"

Morpheus opened his eyes and realized that Persephone was up too, staring at
him with her sleepy eyes.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"

"You didn't." She chuckled. "You didn't make a sound, but you kept moving."
Morpheus calmed down, his heart still pounding. It was a dream, but it didn't feel
like a dream. Perhaps his father's soul really bid farewell to him.

He would no longer appear in his dreams or interrupt his life.

In reality, his father loved him.

Morpheus took deep breaths, attempting to suppress his tears.

Persephone moved around. There was a tearing pain that came from the burnt
wound after the painkiller wore off.

Noticing that, Morpheus got the nurse over to change her bandages.

The princess was brave and didn't make a sound. Nevertheless, the wounds
remained terrifying.

He held her, feeling regretful to see the wounds.

"Don't worry. It doesn't hurt." It was she who comforted him instead. "The
ointment has pain-numbing effects. It won't hurt anymore!"

"Sephy..." Morpheus looked at her. "There will be officers coming for investigation
from tomorrow onward."

"Okay."

He licked his lips, his eyes dim. "I think I know who it is!"