Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 1376 Returning to the Red Cauldron

It's all messed up.

Beryl drooped her head despondently, her gaze falling on her own feet. A surge of heat rose in her eyes, a mix of grievance, anxiety, and helplessness sweeping over her in an instant. Everything ultimately pooled in her eyes, turning into clear, crystal-like tears.

She didn't think so, nor did she want to make a deal with him. She was really grateful. No one had ever helped her like this since she was a child. She suddenly didn't know how to express it, how to deal with it, and how to make him misunderstand her in the worst way.

Marcellus left. What...what was she supposed to do?

As Marcellus burst out of the hospital, he was clearly still angry. Standing at the hospital's entrance, he looked back at the inpatient building and took a swing in the air.

He was absolutely livid!

and insincere to women. When had he ever felt this upset? Never. This

on a nearby step, ignoring his image. He pulled out his phone, his

half a minute later, a black business car parked smoothly by the roadside. The driver, shaking slightly, got

Red Cauldron," Marcellus walked over grumpily, got

"Mr. Perkins, Dean Anderson wanted to see

to get away from this godforsaken hospital immediately, or just the memory of Beryl's words could set him

didn't dare

at night were not crowded with cars. The empty street view and

lump of air in

this much. He had done all he should do. Why didn't she understand? Was saying something nice so

his towering rage, what followed was a

Marcellus suddenly asked Mike