Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 1537 I Would Rather It Be Myself

At this critical moment, he still knew how to hit his shoulders instead of his chest and face. Huston didn't know if he should regard him as a brother or not.

The two men, who were more than six feet tall, were fighting at the door. No, it would be more accurate to say that Marcellus was constantly attacking, but Huston was only defending.

Marcellus didn't really want to hurt Huston. The direction of his punch didn't hurt at all, but he didn't give in at all. He didn't fight back and just fought with him.

As they bickered, Marcellus's anger rose to a whole new level. When he thought of Beryl, who had been scalded in the video, he felt terrible. A bloodthirsty aura surrounded him.

Coincidentally, Huston dodged to the left, and he noticed Huston's movements. He seized the opportunity and swung his fist to the left.

"Bang!"

When his fist hit the flesh, there was a muffled sound.

happened in less than half a minute. The police officer, who had been frightened, came to his

landed squarely on Huston's glabella, and the weaker parts of his

face with a tissue and glanced at Marcellus. In the end, she did not

Marcellus had lost control

"Are you OK?"

be any blood left. He broke

smiled. "Have you vented your anger? If you can't, I'll

darkened, and he did not say anything. His gaze swept past the wound on the man's browbone, and he suddenly remembered the bloody

police officers who were holding Marcellus a look. "Let him

and didn't know whether he should let go or not. He was afraid that they

repeated, "Let go.

but the police officer didn't go far for

seemed to have exhausted all his strength in half a minute. At this