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Chapter 1458 Choose to Protect Him
Before she could finish her words, the back of her neck was suddenly pulled over by a force, and a black shadow
appeared in front of her. Before she could react, her mouth had been kissed tightly.
He kissed her very fiercely. He put his other hand around her waist and forced her to retreat all the way, pressing
her against the wall.
With her back against the wall, Beryl finally found a support. She widened her eyes and looked at the person in
front of her.
Compared to her panic, Marcellus's eyes were closed and his eyelashes were trembling. When he kissed her, he
kissed her too hard. His teeth hit her lips, but he ignored them and pestered the tip of her tongue to explore and
deepen them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhy did he suddenly...
Beryl couldn't stand the sudden kiss. She tilted her head, trying to avoid being held tightly by his five fingers. Half of
his body was about to touch hers, and his body was on fire.
"Mar-Marcellus..." Beryl could not take it anymore. She had yet to recover from the fear she felt when facing Sir.
Perkins. She was at a loss as to what to do when he suddenly approached her.
However, Marcellus had no intention of letting her go and continued to ask for more.
There were too many emotions in his chest that could not be expressed in words. He had to do something. His eyes
were so hot that they seemed to be burning. He could clearly hear his own heartbeat.
"Knock! Knock!"
Every beat was faster and faster, hitting his eardrums and making all the blood in his body run through his limbs. It
seemed that the blood was rubbing against his blood vessels, and something was trying to break through his body.
Marcellus couldn't restrain himself. He longed for her. Only Beryl was his good medicine.
He closed his eyes and kissed her. The image of her standing in front of him just now appeared in his mind. He
knew how scared she was just now.
Because the little hand in his palm was cold.
Even so, the girl still chose to protect him at that moment.
For Marcellus, Sir. Perkins was not just an elder. He represented too much.
It represented his childhood full of regret and coldness, endless responsibility and requirements, as well as every
interference he chose in his life...
From the moment he could remember, Sir. Perkins had been training him. This kind of training was not about how
much homework he had completed or how many skills he had learned. Instead, it was a kind of almost inhuman
training.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDay after day of training made Marcellus almost numb. It wasn't until his parents suffered from twists and turns
that he began to develop another kind of emotion-hate.
But even hatred was still a kind of torture. If pure hatred could be relieved, but he couldn't. The emotions and
reason were intertwined and tortured him every day.
In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.
However, no matter how annoyed Marcellus was, he wouldn't do anything to Sir. Perkins. He would never change
the fact that he had been living with him since he was a child.
But now, someone had suddenly appeared beside him. She was willing to stand in front of him and fight against Sir.
Perkins for him.
This feeling was more touching than words could describe.
Feeling that he had nowhere to release his emotion, Beryl gradually yielded in his embrace and did not continue to
struggle.
Although she didn't know why he was in such a bad mood, she could more or less guess it associating with what had
happened just now.
He must have lived a hard life. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so emotional over such a small thing.
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