Chapter 1449 Sticking Together All the Time
"I can also tell that your uncle is even more tacky than your aunt."
Beryl nodded, a bit admiring his ability to judge people. "You're quite accurate at reading people."
After saying that, she suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do you think my mom is tacky too?"
After all, in the eyes of wealthy people like him, their lifestyle as poor ordinary people might be different.
And they might not get along well.
Throughout, it had always been Marcellus concerned about Wallis's impression of him, but he forgot to ask about
his impression of Wallis.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Your mother is a very strong-willed person," Marcellus responded without hesitation, almost blurting out his
evaluation, "Just like you, completely different from your aunt and uncle."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yeah." Marcellus recalled the situation and couldn't tell whether he should be happy or sad, "A normal family
should be happy to know their daughter has found such a capable boyfriend like me. But your mother fears you
might suffer and tries to distance herself from me. Although these things are not good for me, they do touch me."
Marcellus rarely spoke so thoughtfully to evaluate a person, so Beryl believed every word he said now.
Wallis and Amir had always been honest and straightforward throughout their lives. They never thought of using
anyone to achieve a successful life, and this mindset was also instilled in Beryl.
That was why Marcellus liked this family. It wasn't about them being self-reliant; he wanted his woman to depend on
him, but with the condition that her feelings for him were pure.
And now, it seemed that Beryl's feelings for him were as genuine as they could be.
Hand in hand, they strolled aimlessly along the street. There were night market stalls set up along the way. Beryl
saw a phone case she liked and bought two couple cases, one for Marcellus and one for herself.
There was only half an hour left. She had to go back.
Marcellus drove her downstairs to her aunt's place, an open-style old neighborhood with many relocated
households. The environment inside was poor, and the low property fees didn't provide any maintenance services.
The car parked beside the bumpy road, and there was an inexplicable sense of incompatibility.
Beryl unbuckled her seatbelt, reaching for her bag on the back seat. "Then, I'll go upstairs now."
"Sure, I'll wait for you to get in before leaving," Marcellus said, leaning over to kiss her.
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But before he could touch her, Beryl quickly leaned back to avoid it. "Stop teasing. It's already seven o'clock."
Even though they were downstairs now, Beryl was still doubtful about Marcellus's self-restraint. "I have classes
tomorrow and the day after. It's not like we won't see each other again."
"But I don't want to be separated from you. I wish I could take you home right now."
"I don't want to either, but right now, there's no other way..."
Marcellus looked at her conflicted expression, unable to say anything more. He had no choice but to unlock the car
and let her leave.
Watching her disappear into the corridor, Marcellus couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. This difficult time
seemed endless.