If the mood of Marcellus was just partly cloudy earlier, now his face was covered with dark clouds. He rubbed his temples, feeling extremely annoyed, but he had no choice but to hold back, considering what he had said just now.
"Beryl, can you really say such things?" he questioned.
"You brought up your ex first," Beryl retorted.
Marcellus was speechless.
Fine, who asked him to blurt out those words? He had been retorted by her.
Marcellus reluctantly accepted his defeat this time, seeing her calm down a bit. She pulled the thermos lunch box closer to him and said, "Have some. You didn't eat much just now."
Seeing her calm down, Marcellus could only suppress his anger alone. He lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls of food, but even after swallowing, he still felt a sense of unease in his heart.
As he was about to lecture her a little, he suddenly saw her trying to suppress a smile.
Her clear, big eyes were filled with teasing towards him.
What was going on?
Was he being played by Beryl?
Marcellus finally realized that she had intentionally made things difficult for him just now, teasing him and seeking revenge by watching him squirm.
He had lived for over thirty years, and in the end, he was played by a young girl.
Marcellus sneered, "Are you happy now? Satisfied with yourself?"
Beryl intentionally annoyed him and nodded with exaggerated enthusiasm, "Emm, very much."
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