Chapter 1287 Why Are You Taking off Your Clothes?
Marcellus glanced sideways and saw her slightly flushed cheeks. He also felt that he was a little abnormal. He liked
to see Beryl anxious and angry because this anger was directed at him, not at anyone else.
It was much better than looking at him calmly.
"But since we've met, I'll treat you to a midnight snack."
"I'm not hungry."
"Eat with me," Marcellus said matter-of-factly and then ordered the driver, "Go to Blair Street."
Beryl felt the car start. Even though she had tried her best to open the door, the central lock was still faster. She
widened her eyes in shock and asked, "Why?"
Why should she accompany him when he is hungry? She was neither his employee nor his nanny!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCompared to her anger, Marcellus was very calm. He closed his eyes and said, "Because I want you to accompany
me."
Beryl looked at the man who was resting with his eyes closed. She wished she could tear his face apart. She had
never hated someone so much before.
"Don't you think it's embarrassing for me to go shopping with you in my pajamas?" Beryl clenched her fists on her
knees.
Marcellus seemed to have been awakened by her words. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her pajamas.
He seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, but it was not because they were ugly or embarrassing. It was just that
he selfishly did not want others to see her in pajamas.
However, the mall was closed at this time, and there was no place to buy clothes.
After thinking about it for a while, he looked down at the black sweater on his body. He was drinking with Kevin
today and was not wearing very formal clothes. Although it was a man's style, it looked quite normal.
He called the manager, "Take off your shirt and give it to me."
The manager was suddenly confused. "What?"
"Take off your clothes and let me put them on."
"I..." "I'll get them to send you the latest collection of Gavii tomorrow." After hearing that, he knew that the
manager liked to wear brand Gavii's clothes, so he gave her one.
The manager stopped complaining and immediately took off his coat. It was a dark blue shirt.
At the same time, Marcellus took off his sweater and threw it over Beryl.
Suddenly, everything went dark. Beryl panicked and subconsciously reached out to take off the thing covering her
head but was stopped by a pair of warm palms. "Don't move."
"What are you doing?" Seeing that she could not see anything, Beryl panicked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarcellus stared at the manager, who was taking off his clothes in front of him. He didn't let go of him until he took
off his shirt and put on his suit again.
Beryl immediately pulled her clothes off her head. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open and full of anger.
"You..."
Before she could finish her words, her eyes fell on the man's naked upper body. She quickly looked away as if she
had been scalded. "Why, why are you taking off your clothes?"
"If I don't take off my clothes and give them to you, do you really want to go shopping in pajamas?" Marcellus
directly put on the shirt that he had experienced. It was a little small, but he could make do with it. "Just put it on.
It's bigger than your pajamas."
Only then did Beryl understand what he meant? Looking at the high-end black sweater, she did not expect that he
would have scruples about his position. For a moment, she did not know whether to wear it or not.
After thinking for a long time, she decided to put it on. It was not worth it to make herself angry.