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Chapter 1299 Are You Disappointed That He Doesn't Sleep in the Same Bed?
"Oh." Beryl obediently walked in. Only when her butt touched the sofa did she relax slightly?
Marcellus went straight to the front desk of the hotel and checked in. He took out his ID card from the inner pocket
of his pants and put it on the table with one hand on the side. His posture was casual, but there was a noble
temperament in his bones that no one dared to look down on.
Even though the shirt he was wearing was not suitable, no one could ignore him when he stood there.
His aura was too powerful. Beryl thought of the first time she saw Marcellus. He was tied up and brought into a car.
When she saw his face, even if she did not know his identity, she could sense that this man was definitely not a
good person. He was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
Was it because she had known him for a long time now that the feeling of oppression was less, or did he not
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While she was letting her imagination run wild, the man had finished checking in and was walking toward the sofa
with the hotel housekeeper.
Before she could get close, the man raised his hand and snapped his fingers. "Let's go, Beryl."
She came to her senses and quickly got up to follow him to the elevator.
The hotel housekeeper pressed a button for them. After a while, the elevator arrived. She followed Marcellus in.
The man seemed to want to follow them in but was stopped by him.
"No need to come over."
The man immediately stepped back and nodded respectfully. "Yes, sir."
The elevator door closed. Marcellus swiped his card and pressed the 18th floor. He took out a room card from the
rectangular card clip and handed it to her. "I'll give you one so that you won't feel uneasy."
Beryl took it and put it into her pocket. At first, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but when she
realized it, she was already at the door of the room.
"Aren't, aren't you going home?"
"Wow, you're so cruel." Hearing her question, Marcellus couldn't help but sigh. "It's so late. I'm dressed like this, but
you still want me to go home?"
Beryl whispered, "Don't you live by yourself? It doesn't matter if you go back..."
The man narrowed his eyes. "You know that I live alone. You're quite considerate of me, aren't you?"
"No."
"Shut up." After saying that, Marcellus raised his hand and opened the door. He pushed the door open with his long
arms and walked in, ignoring her.
Beryl had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him in. As soon as she entered the room, she was shocked by
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The overall decoration of the hotel was based on gold and white ceramic, and the wallpaper was darkcolored
Northern European style. The sofa and the table were all made of golden paint, which looked very expensive.
Beryl looked around. Other than the living room, there were three other doors leading to different rooms. He had
booked a suite.
Fortunately, it was not a bed.
Beryl breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and looked up, only to meet the man's teasing eyes.
Marcellus saw all the relief and relaxation in her eyes. He had suffered too many setbacks on her. Now he was
immune to it, and he even deliberately teased her.
"What's wrong? Are you disappointed in not sharing a bed?"
Being alone in the room with him, Beryl was tense. When she heard his unscrupulous joke, she did not even dare to
look around. "Don't talk nonsense."
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