Chapter 1428 The Coldest Seat He Had Ever Sat On

Beryl listened to his tone, feeling somewhat aggrieved. She glanced around cautiously and then gently took his hand, saying, "Don't be upset. This is a special time..."

After speaking, she quickly let go, afraid of being seen by others.

Marcellus also knew that it was a special time. Although he understood, it couldn't ease his dissatisfaction. He looked down at his empty palm and felt a bit dazed.

"You held my hand just now?"

Beryl sighed helplessly and nodded firmly. "Yes."

"Oh." He rubbed his hands together and tilted his head. "I didn't even feel it. I thought it was an illusion."

Beryl knew he was teasing himself. She glanced at the nearby small garden and the brightly lit restaurant across the street, then her dark eyes swirled with thoughts, and she came up with an idea.

turned around and walked toward the

the restaurant and asked,

gesturing towards him, "I'll go over

she was up to, but seeing her behaving like a little thief, he felt displeased, yet visually he found

used to not understand

men want to sleep with them, but after looking a few more times, it would be nothing special. But

corner of the small garden, where an almost abandoned gray

patterns on it, resembling a

her calmly as she took out a tissue from

"You want to eat

reaction, Beryl seemed quite at ease. She sat down directly and opened the black thermal container. "Have you eaten? Do

but when he heard her offer, he still nodded politely. "Sure,

stone bench. Marcellus swore this was the coldest seat he had ever sat on

after eating this meal with

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