Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1415

"You two should go back now. Beryl and I will watch over him. Just come back in the morning to take over," Wallis said, letting the couple leave since there didn't seem to be any immediate issues.

Beryl's aunt didn't hesitate either. "All right then. If there's anything, just call me. I'll head out now."

After seeing them off, Beryl asked Wallis to rest on the nearby small bed for a while. She had been watching in the afternoon and would take the night shift. Not resting all day would definitely be too much for her to handle.

Wallis slept for a while and woke up at 7:30 pm. She didn't even have time to eat her dinner before urging Beryl to go and have her meal.

Beryl didn't want to cause trouble, so she took her phone and headed to a restaurant outside the hospital. She planned to order food to be delivered to the ward later, so Wallis wouldn't have to wait for her to finish eating.

On her way, she checked her phone and noticed that she hadn't contacted Marcellus in the afternoon. Oddly enough, he hadn't sent her any messages or calls either.

It was strange. She wondered if he had been busy all afternoon.

In the past, Marcellus would call her about twenty times a day, and although she didn't answer most of them, there were still seven or eight normal conversations.

Today was a bit unusual.

Beryl stopped in her tracks, contemplating whether to call him or not. She was worried about interrupting his work but eventually made up her mind.

She decided to make the call, but if he were busy, she would quickly hang up.

With these thoughts in mind, she found Marcellus's number and dialed it. The phone connected quickly, but she heard a busy tone that lasted for quite a while before anyone picked up.

Just when Beryl thought no one would answer, a familiar deep voice came through, "Hello."

"Hello?" Somehow, she felt a bit flustered. Normally, it was Marcellus who contacted her, and she rarely took the initiative to call him. Now that the call was connected, she felt a bit awkward, "What... what are you doing?"

Surprisingly, the male voice on the other end didn't sound as enthusiastic as usual; it seemed rather low-spirited, "Sleeping."

"Sleeping?" Beryl moved the phone slightly away from her ear to check the time and then put it back to her ear, asking in a hushed voice, "Why are you sleeping at this time?"