Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 2004

Rebecca was visibly upset as she confronted Morpheus. "You don't have to draw a line between us, right?"

Morpheus glanced at his phone. "I'll get you a taxi. Go home."

Her voice choked, and she asked, "Do you hate me so much?"

With his back turned, Morpheus behaved as coldly as if they were strangers.

Rebecca anticipated he wouldn't send her home himself, but she hoped at least for his assistant to send her home. Yet, he did none of that.

Calling a taxi, he treated her as if she were just another normal friend.

Tears welled up, and her emotions erupted. Fueled by the alcohol in her system, she shed the image of the rational and calm psychologist she was, finally expressing what she had been holding back.

"Morpheus, you and Persephone really don't suit each other."

"I've said that you can't judge whether we suit each other or not!" Morpheus was now angry. "Rebecca, I treat you as my friend, but don't cross the line!"

"She's the one who crossed the line!"

"Shut your mouth!"

"I'm telling the truth." She walked to him, showing a picture on her phone. "Do you think she isn't crossing the line?"

He glanced at it. At that very moment, his heart seemed to skip a beat. It was Persephone in the picture, dressed in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, smiling happily. Next to her was a young man who smiled as sweetly as she did.

"They've been spending time together lately," she said softly. "She studies fireworks design in Southeast Aciatic. She said she's looking for a fireworks factory to learn from the pyrotechnicians, and the prince really found her one and went with her.