Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 1367 You Don't Understand Me

"Indeed, you talk about how great love is, how it can drive people to give up their lives. I think it's foolish. There's no need for this. That's what happens when people wake up. If they don't wake up, the woman's gone, and the man left behind would carry guilt all his life."

Upon hearing this, Beryl furrowed her brow, "Don't say that. This kind of undying love is rare and precious."

"Oh?" Marcellus didn't expect her to say this, deliberately putting on a nonchalant face, "Why so?

There's absolutely no need."

"Why not?" The girl's face instantly turned serious, "Such feelings are truly admirable and enviable. How many girls have the courage to risk their lives for the ones they love? Do you think she didn't know that she might not wake up? She was just too in love."

"What about you? Would you do it?" Marcellus put down the cutlery in his hand, his hands resting on the dining table, looking at her with a meaningful gaze.

Beryl was stunned for a moment, understanding why he had asked that question. She didn't say she would, nor did she deny it. After a moment of thought, she replied seriously, "I wouldn't know what I'd choose until the crucial moment. I just feel that if you truly love someone, you should devote yourself without reservation. The foundation of love is dedication."

love, but this was the first time anyone had told him that the foundation of

mind a couple of times, then

cheeks burning at his "quite good". She continued to nibble on her

breakfast took nearly forty minutes. After finishing, under

Perkins, are we heading to the office?"

his head, Marcellus answered, "Go to her school first. Drop

"Got it."

times. Compared to her previous restraint, she was now quite relaxed and didn't feel the least bit embarrassed

into your life silently when you least expect

the window, Beryl suddenly remembered something, "By the way, since you can go out today, I won't be coming over to take care

for the medicine, and there were indeed no scars left. That ointment

who had been studying the stock market trends

"You're all healed."