Thinking of his recent situation and what she had done for him, Marcellus felt particularly guilty and always felt sorry for his little girl.
However, Beryl smiled and said, "I'm already very happy that you think so."
She didn't want much, as long as he didn't ignore what she did.
The two of them sat quietly in the car for a while. In fact, Beryl was a little conflicted. She had been hesitating whether to tell him that Sir. Perkins had asked someone to find her family.
But after thinking about it, she decided not to make trouble for him and endured it alone.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Marcellus called the driver over again. He started the car and drove back to the villa.
Looking at the night sky outside the window, Beryl's left hand was held by the man beside her. It was particularly warm and powerful, and even her heart was no longer empty.
It didn't matter. No matter how Sir. Perkins opposed her being with Marcellus, it was enough as long as they loved each other.
Beryl believed in love, so she was confident that she could survive all of this.
After returning home and tossing and turning, Beryl was already a little sleepy. Marcellus had not washed up yet, and his body reeked of alcohol. He took his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
He took a shower very quickly, but in less than ten minutes, he came out and found that the girl who was lying on the bed had fallen asleep.
She had just said that she would wait for him. She must be very tired.
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