Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1286 Why Are You Looking for Me so Late at Night?

Beryl had no choice but to hang up the phone directly. She looked at her light-yellow pajamas. Fortunately, she had

just come out of the bathroom to take out a coat. Otherwise, she would have been regarded as a lunatic.

After putting on the sweater, she waited for the dormitory to calm down before going downstairs like a thief.

The houseparent was sleeping soundly. She swiped the door open with her management card and slipped out.

According to the school's regulations, students were not allowed to enter the campus once they left the campus.

But she didn't have time to consider the danger of sleeping on the street. She could only deal with the damned man

downstairs first.

Only God knew if he would call her by her name later. She didn't want to appear on the school forum tomorrow and

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become the number one figure.

Apart from the dormitory door, she saw the black car driving the headlights from a distance. She ran over in a

hurry and didn't have time to say a word to Marcellus before she opened the door and got into the back seat.

Raising her head, Beryl met the manager's surprised gaze. Beryl smiled awkwardly. "Hello." She greeted the

Manager

"Uh... Hello, Miss. Juliet." The manager did not call her Beryl as before. Instead, he addressed her very respectfully.

After that, he suddenly opened the door on his side and said hurriedly, "The back seat is not ready. I'll go to the

front."

Casting a glance at the manager who had moved to the front seat, Marcellus strutted with great confidence into

the back seat. His gaze fell upon a girl wearing a pajama top and a coat. Her white and tender face looked even

more youthful against the light-yellow background, with her hair slightly disheveled and an expression of

impatience on her face as if she were a newly boiled egg with steam rising from the shell.

However, Beryl was not in the mood to admire the person in front of her at all. She only felt disgusted. "Why are

you looking for me so late at night?" "Can't I come to you if I'm fine?" Marcellus asked grumpily. "Didn't you refuse

to answer the phone just now? Why are you here?"

"If you hadn't kept honking, would I have come down?" Beryl was irritated by his indifferent attitude and

immediately retorted, "Do you know what time it is now? Your behavior affects not only me but also others. It's

immoral."

Her tone was not loud and even very gentle, but the reprimand in her words was not reduced at all.

The driver and manager sitting in the front seat were both worried about Beryl. After all, no one had ever dared to

shout at Marcellus in front of others.

Obviously, Marcellus was infuriated as well, and he was actually unable to find a suitable reason to refute this.

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In his more than 30 years of life, he had only done something like this once when someone fell asleep and honked

the horn in the middle of the night.

Marcellus could only say very unreasonably, "If you had gone downstairs obediently, there wouldn't have been so

much trouble."

Beryl looked at him as if he was a weirdo. She had nothing to say. She felt that there was no point in talking too

much with Marcellus. She asked straightforwardly, "So what's the matter?"

Marcellus originally wanted to say something like "I miss you" or "I want to see you," but after being choked by her,

no matter how calm he was, he couldn't say it out loud. He sneered and said, "It's okay."

Beryl broke down completely. She raised her voice and shouted at him, "Marcellus, what exactly do you want?!"

Hey, are you angry?