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Chapter 1208 How Dare You!
The thing that Marcellus hated the most in his life was when a woman cried. Most importantly, no matter how
delicate and beautiful her face was, as long as it was stained with tears, it would be particularly disgusting.
In a word, ugly.
But now, looking at Beryl crying so hard, not only did he not feel ugly, but he even felt a little pitiful.
Her palm-sized face was wet, and her nose and eyes were red from crying, but the skin around her was still so
white. Her big bright eyes were soaked in tears, and her delicate chin was covered with tears.
The most important thing was that she looked like she wanted to cry but had to hold it back, as if she had been
greatly bullied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven he, the initiator, felt that he had gone a little too far just now. But when he thought about it carefully, it was
just a kiss. How could she cry like this? He had a sense of shame!
As a result, he took a small step back and cursed irritably, "What did I do? Stop crying!"
Beryl had no choice but to shut her mouth and try her best to suppress it. Her throat seemed to be drenched with
sour lemon juice, which made her feel bitter and uncomfortable. Her mouth trembled violently because of her
emotions.
It looked funny, more like a kind of ridicule for Marcellus.
For a moment, the courtyard became quiet. Except for the tears that kept falling from Beryl, everything seemed to
be still.
"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you?" Marcellus put his arm on the side of her face and said in a
threatening tone.
Beryl was startled by his actions. She thought that he was going to hit her, so she closed her eyes tightly and
sobbed, "Rogue! Bastard!"
Marcellus was speechless
So were the bodyguards.
Marcellus often flirted with girls, and the people in the Red Cauldron were used to it. Men, especially single men,
always had some recreation.
It was the first time they had seen a woman scold Marcellus.
The bodyguards looked at each other and lowered their heads.
They had a feeling that something would happen between Miss Juliet and Mr. Perkins.
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Obviously, Marcellus was also stunned by the scolding. Looking at her closed eyes and the tear droplets on her long
eyelashes, he almost couldn't react.
He was scolded just now?
Indeed, he was scolded.
How dare a woman scold him? How dare she?
Beryl felt that she was doomed. The moment she uttered the two words, she had already thought of how she would
die.
Perhaps it was because of this mental preparation that she was not afraid. She opened her big misty eyes and said
all at once, "I really didn't mean to report you. I didn't know that the police would find you. I didn't say that it was
yours. Even if you want to take revenge, why did you look for me... I'm just an ordinary student. I don't even know
who you are. I just want to live an ordinary life. Please let me go. I will never tell anyone what happened today..."
The girl's voice was trembling with a heavy nasal voice, like a little lamb's cry.
Marcellus thought that he would immediately shut her up, but he didn't do anything. He even went so far as to
reason with her.
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