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!

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

down on a nearby step, ignoring his image. He pulled out his phone, his temper flaring, and called Mike, "Front of

hung up the phone with a snap. Less than half a minute later, a black business car parked smoothly by the roadside. The

Cauldron," Marcellus walked over grumpily, got

"Mr. Perkins, Dean Anderson wanted to

this godforsaken hospital immediately, or just the memory

so angry, Mike didn't dare to

not crowded with cars. The empty street view and the vibrant neon

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

this much. He had done all he should do.

rage, what followed was a

Red Cauldron, Marcellus suddenly asked Mike in the front seat, "Am