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!

his life, he'd been indifferent and insincere to women. When had he ever felt this upset? Never. This was a first, and the feeling was far

on a nearby step, ignoring his image. He pulled out his phone, his temper flaring, and called Mike, "Front of the hospital, get your ass

phone with a snap. Less than half a minute later, a black business car parked smoothly by

walked over

a low voice, "Mr. Perkins, Dean Anderson wanted to see you, he asked if you

rejected it without even thinking. He had to get away from this godforsaken hospital immediately,

the boss so angry, Mike didn't dare to say more and

not crowded with cars. The empty street view and the vibrant neon lights in the city center interlaced, giving

was a lump of air in his chest that wouldn't go up or down, making

affected him this much. He had done all

rage, what followed

Marcellus suddenly asked Mike