Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 1401 Your Sweetness Is Not Enough

After thinking about it for a while, the best way to shut him up was...

She swallowed the remaining crumbs of bread in her mouth, took a sip of hot water, stood up, and leaned closer, tilting her head to gently kiss the man's thin lips.

The touch was fleeting, almost like an illusion of warmth.

Marcellus was stunned, a little dazed, and a little high.

"You..."

"Thank you," Beryl blushed and couldn't look at him, her big eyes fixated on a small spot on his shirt. "But you really don't have to go through all this trouble."

Now Marcellus didn't care about sandwiches or anything else; his whole heart and attention were focused on the gentle kiss just now. "Did you kiss me?"

quickly glanced at his handsome face with a bit of disbelief and astonishment. It made her reflect on herself, how passive she usually was, but just a light

thought, she

did you

of them were stunned by

he was saying now or what he should say. He just felt

ambiguous things, so why was he so indecisive

out and touched his own face, making sure it wasn't just his

you think the food I made is not

exposed her thoughts like that. She stammered and tried to deny it, "I-I don't think that way at all. I really don't. You're just

very well that I'm not making wild guesses, but..." Marcellus deliberately spoke with heavy breaths,

"But what?"

sweetness is not

of Beryl's reaction, he directly lowered his

anything else—nothing compared to the softness that came between