Chapter 1944


    The two bodyguards left immediately. Seamus and Persephone were the only ones in the house.


    Seeing her battered appearance stirred anger and pain within Seamus.


    "We brought a significant amount of ointment from Centrolis." He ced the burn ointment in her hand.


    "I noticed you burned your arm. I''m unsure if other parts of your body are affected, so I can''t assist


    there. Examine yourself and attend to any injuries. I''ll be waiting at the door. Call me when you''re


    finished."


    Persephone remained motionless, tears streaming from her vacant eyes.


    "Miss!"


    "Why did he do that to me?" She trembled. "He told me he liked mest night!


    "He''s been the one protecting me since I came to Flinge... How did he change so abruptly? Is he no


    longer protecting me because the breakfast I made sucked?


    "Tell me why?!"


    Finally, she cried out loud, wrapping her head around her arms and curling into a ball.


    Seamus, who had been squatting in front of her, stood up slowly, his eyes revealing aplex mix of


    emotions.


    Rather than offeringfort as he had before, he stood before her like a god in control of everything.


    His clenched fists seemed to hold her destiny...


    ''Indeed.'' He chuckled. ''I should intertwine her destiny with mine!''


    Seamus said softly, "Sephy, stop putting effort into something that won''t work. He doesn''t deserve you."


    Persephone didn''t even look up, turning her gaze away.


    "Stay here like a good girl for these two days. We''ll return to Centrolis soon," he added.


    Bringing her back unharmed, whether it was the Hamertons or the Thompsons, would make them view


    him positively.


    By then, his status would ascend. He would be extraordinary... -


    After calming down, Persephone felt as if her heart were frozen.


    She tried her best to push Morpheus out of her mind, but his image persisted. The chair triggered


    visions of him sitting there while the cab brought back memories of his boxing gloves neatly stored


    inside.


    Even the nts and trees in the courtyard stirred recollections of the mountains and forests he had


    once shown her.


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    Though teary-eyed, she managed to restrain her tears.


    The mystery of Seamus'' whereabouts troubled her. He was consistently absent from home, leaving a


    rotation of peculiar-looking bodyguards in charge.