Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1337 Do You Hate the Rich?

As soon as the soup pot was served tonight, such a thing happened. At least she was still eating something at

school, but he was just waiting for her to go hungry.

After hearing her reminder, Marcellus felt a little hungry. "What can you do?"

"I can cook home-cooked dishes, but your wound has not recovered yet. You can only eat a bowl of noodle soup."

"Forget it, then I won't eat it." Marcellus imagined the appearance of the noodles in his mind and lost his appetite.

"Come and talk to me."

Beryl walked to the bedside and sat down. She reached out to adjust the light at the head of the bed to the darkest

state. She looked at the man lying on the pillow. Last time, he was still committing evil deeds with her in this room,

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but this time, he could only lie on his stomach listlessly. Such a contrast made her feel a little funny.

It seemed that he was tired. The moment his head touched the pillow, Marcellus felt a little sleepy. He looked at the

little girl sitting next to him. She didn't even say anything intimate, but he just felt that he had been cured.

He liked Beryl very much. Otherwise, he would not have injured his back to protect her.

"What kind of man do you like, Beryl?"

A particularly abrupt voice suddenly sounded in the quiet air.

She was stunned and confused. "If you have time to worry about me, you might as well care about your injury."

"I'm asking you." Marcellus refused to give up. He wanted to get to the bottom of the matter. "Let's talk about

something else to distract my attention. Otherwise, I'll feel even more uncomfortable when I think about the

wound."

This excuse... was something that no one could refute.

Well, since he was injured because of her, she reluctantly said a few words to him.

Beryl tilted her head and thought about her ideal. "I like the man who is fair and clean. Don't say too much. He is

smart and responsible."

Marcellus listened and said, "I have everything you said."

Did he? He had such a bad temper, but he didn't tell the truth. How was he related to it?

Marcellus saw through her thoughts and asked straightforwardly, "Do you think I'm a bad person?"

Beryl wanted to say yes, but considering that he was a patient now, she still expressed it very tactfully. "No, it's just

that you're not my type."

"Why? What's wrong with me?"

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Marcellus couldn't figure it out. He was generous to his girlfriend with money and power, but why couldn't it work

with her?

Was there such a thing as retribution? He used to play with other people's feelings, but now it was his turn to be

played.

"It's not bad. I just feel that we are from two different worlds." It had not been easy for her to sit down and have a

quiet conversation with him. Beryl was very sincere. "You are so much older than me, and your occupation and

background are completely different from mine. There are too many differences between us."

"That's just an excuse." Marcellus didn't think so. If she didn't like him, then she didn't. There was no problem with

the class?

The more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became. " Beryl, do you hate the rich?"

"Look, that's our biggest difference. I'm telling you seriously, but you think I'm prejudiced against you."

Okay, she had learned how to annoy people. Good, very good.

Marcellus glared at her angrily. "I shouldn't have helped you block it. I should have let you experience what it means

to be a heartless capitalist scumbag."