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?"

made her reflect on

no matter what she thought, she still blushed and nodded,

why did you

them were stunned by the

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

done more ambiguous

bit excessive, so when Beryl called him again, he reached out and touched his own face, making sure it wasn't just his imagination. Then, he pulled the girl in front of him into

is not delicious,

when he 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

that I'm not making wild guesses, but..." Marcellus deliberately spoke

"But what?"

sweetness is not

directly lowered his

breakfast, sweet words, or anything else—nothing compared to the softness