Chapter 1239 Intelligence Quotient Hits Rock Bottom: Zero

Marcellus felt that he must have gone crazy. He didn't expect he had feelings for a crying girl.

"Shit!"

He scolded in a low voice. He didn't know if he was angry with her or himself. He felt that he must have drunk too much at the wedding banquet today, so he lost his mind.

That must be it.

For the rest of the journey, Marcellus didn't look at her again, for fear that he wouldn't be able to control himself and throw her out if he took another look at her.

Halfway through the drive, he asked in a harsh tone, "Where do you live?"

Beryl shivered. She did not know what he was thinking and did not dare to tell him the address easily. Her eyes, which had been soaked in tears, were filled with wariness.

and he said, "If you want to go back to the Red Cauldron with me like this, you

"No. 37, East Street!"

was afraid that he would

about to explode. He thought that he was surrounded by

Very good, really good.

never

"Let's go to

"Yes, Mr. Perkins."

direction of East Street. Beryl looked at the rapidly receding street scenery and only hoped to drive

stopped smoothly

window. It was the most primitive oil wall. After years of wind and rain, it had become dirty and

place in his life. He turned

when

picked up her bag. She didn't want to argue with him, so she just whispered, "I'm

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