Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Pacific Garden sat in the southeast corner of Hamerton Manor, a haven of
seclusion and serenity, close to the seaside and the ranch. It was an ideal place
for recuperation.

Morpheus had chosen this tranquil retreat after returning to Centrolis with
Persephone. However, rather than finding solace, he became even more
withdrawn than before.

Theodore paid him a visit, checking in with the caretakers to ensure everything
was in order. After confirming the details, he patted Morpheus on the shoulder.
A radiant smile broke through the gloom as Theodore cheerfully called out,
"Morpheus!"

Turning around, Morpheus offered a polite smile. Yet, Theodore sensed a forced
quality in both his speech and smile, mirroring the demeanor of his sister since
their return.

Theodore had been on a mission, tirelessly organizing various types of
entertainment for Morpheus, according to his parents’ insistence.

Despite Morpheus’ willingness to bond, most of the time, he would be found
gazing at the distant clouds and hues, lost in contemplation.

The only constant was Morpheus’ kindness towards Persephone. He visited her
daily, silently accompanying her even when words were unspoken. His
anticipation of her needs seemed almost telepathic, always prepared beforehand
for whatever she might desire.

Persephone, in turn, grew dependent on him. Her smiles brightened at the mere
sight of him.

"Hey, Morpheus!" Theodore coaxed him to the equestrian field. "Since my sister
won't come out, let's have a horse-riding competition! You pick one!"

Morpheus obliged and selected a tall, grand horse with a reddish-brown coat
glistening in the sunlight. Blaze, as it was known, stood out among the racing
field horses, boasting exceptional build and graceful muscle lines.

"Morpheus, you've got a great eye!" Theodore's eyes sparkled. "This horse is
called Blaze. Our stable masters said it has a good lineage and fiery
temperament. Can... Can you handle it?"

After a moment of hesitation, Morpheus cautiously stroked Blaze's mane before
taking the reins. To everyone's surprise, Blaze behaved unusually docile. Even
the stable masters gasped in amazement.

"It seems there's a bond between animals and humans!" Theodore smiled.
"Blaze has thrown off several people in our stable, and no one dared to touch it!
But as soon as you arrived, you tamed it. It looks like it only recognizes you as its
master!"

Morpheus displayed a surprising level of horse-riding expertise. He urged Blaze
forward, and they galloped ahead with perfect balance, adjusting seamlessly to
every movement.

Theodore watched in awe. After their lap, he admired Morpheus even more.
"Morpheus, you're amazing!" He was so excited that he almost lost his grip on
the reins. "Did you often ride before?"

Morpheus smiled but remained silent.

"Sephy said when you were in Flinge, you were a fighter, and besides that, you're
excellent at riding horses! Is there anything you can't do?"

"I'm not as good as Sephy thinks," Morpheus said in a low voice, patting the
horse randomly. "It's still a bit lean. Don't feed it regular fodder."

"Oh? Then what should we use?"

Morpheus mentioned a name—a highly specialized feed—that Theodore hadn't
heard of.

"Morpheus, I'm increasingly in awe of you,” he marveled. "You even know this?"
Morpheus chuckled. It was just that this kind of feed wasn't available in Centrolis.
It was used for the horses of Southeast Aciatic's royals.

"Hey, Morpheus, how did I do filming you?" Theodore pulled out his phone and
showed a video of Morpheus riding moments ago. "You're really cool!"

"Don't praise me like that," Morpheus pursed his lips. "I'll get proud.”

"You should be!" Theodore laughed. "You've got a style while riding. If we were in
ancient times, you'd definitely be a general on the battlefield!"

Morpheus's face darkened abruptly, and his demeanor turned somber.