He withdrew his indifferent smile, and his seductive peach blossom eyes were actually a little serious. "Beryl, do you really want to get rid of me?"
His sudden question caught Beryl off guard.
There was no need to ask. Wasn't it obvious?
Seeing that she didn't reply, Marcellus took it as a tacit admission and continued, "It's not like there's no way to get rid of me. Promise me that you'll be my girlfriend, and I promise I won't touch you. We'll get along peacefully for a month. If you insist on getting rid of me at that time, then I won't pester you anymore."
Beryl was stunned and blinked her watery eyes. "You, what do you take dating for? This is not a deal..."
"But if you refuse to back down, neither can I. Isn't that the best choice?"
For a moment, Beryl could not react. Shouldn't he be the one to give up? How did things end up like this?
"What do you think?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Marcellus knew that she had been confused by him, so he urged her even more quickly. "Don't you want to get an answer from me as soon as possible? I'll give you a chance now. Otherwise, I don't know what you'll think if we continue to waste time like this. Anyway, I won't give up."
Hearing his unreasonable words, Beryl widened her eyes and looked at him. "Can't... can't you find someone else?"
Marcellus raised his hand to cover his chest. "I can't believe you asked me to find someone else. My heart hurts."
Seeing that she didn't speak again, Marcellus stopped talking and pretended to go on. "Well, if you don't want to, forget it. It doesn't matter to me if we continue to get along in this way..."
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