Chapter 1976

Persephone was puzzled by the scene unfolding before her. Instead of serving as her bodyguards, the two men appeared more like Seamus' subordinates. After a prolonged silence, she glanced at him coldly, forced a smile, and said, "Seamus, are you so averse to trying the soup I prepared for you?" "I've recovered, so I don't need it," he replied. "Is it that you don't need it, or do you lack the courage to eat it?" "Miss, you..." Abruptly, he looked up, sensing a change in her demeanor. Or perhaps she had always been that way. Being a Hamerton, she was protected, but her core remained—stubbornness in adversities, the ability to discern one's intentions, and quick decision-making in times of danger… Seamus bit his lip, studying her intensely. "I was joking," she reassured, transforming into the harmless creature she often portrayed with a smile. "Seamus, do you think the medicine I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the correct prescription... But I can't reca