As soon as these explicit words came out, Beryl widened her eyes. "Listen to what you're saying! Who can feel your sincerity like this?"
Marcellus said angrily, "Since you don't like to hear what I say, I'll say something that makes me happy!"
His heart was also made of flesh. Every time she questioned him over and over again, he would be annoyed.
He immediately let go of her arm, turned his back to her, and went to sleep.
Beryl looked at his horrible back. For some reason, even if he didn't say a word at this time, she still felt that he was wronged and suffocated.
Marcellus was a person who hid his emotions well in front of outsiders, but in front of her, he didn't hide them at all. He was happy as long as he was happy. When he was unhappy, he would immediately throw a long face at her.
Beryl pursed her lips. She did not know what to do. Should she pretend that nothing had happened and not sleep, or should she argue with him and make things clear?
Forget it.
What was there to argue about between her and Marcellus? She couldn't even talk to him with ten mouths.
However, his back was facing her, which made her think that he would risk his life to protect her tonight...
It was so annoying. Beryl heaved a sigh of relief. She wanted to say something but did not know what to say. In front of Marcellus, she was like a helpless fool. She had no idea what she should and should not do.
It was early in the morning. After tossing and turning for most of the night, it finally quieted down. After a while, Beryl felt a little dizzy.
In a daze, she fell asleep unconsciously while thinking about these things.
Hearing the steady and regular breathing of the girl behind him, Marcellus gently turned his body around to face the peaceful sleeping face behind him.
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