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Chapter 1330 Her Protection

The waiter and chef were both stunned and didn't expect this to happen.

Especially the man who was holding the pot. Looking at the pot that was almost empty in his hand, he was stunned.

At this moment, Beryl did not care about the distinction between men and women. She unbuttoned his shirt with

trembling hands and said, "Take off your clothes. Let me see the wound on your back."

When she spoke, her voice was still trembling. The calmest person in the room was Marcellus himself.

Although the wound was very painful, it would not make him collapse or be unable to bear it at all. No one in this

industry was completely clean. Human revenge was very common in the past, some succeeded, and some failed.

In short, it was not surprising for him to be injured.

Although this kind of burn was painful, there was no risk at all. He would be fine if he made it through. He didn't

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care at all.

On the contrary, it was Beryl's reaction that surprised him.

She was usually full of disdain and unwillingness. Why would she be so nervous at a time like this?

Marcellus suddenly felt that the burn was worth it.

However, he must not let Beryl know about this. After thinking for a while, he pretended to be in great pain and

bent down slightly. He adjusted his voice and said weakly, "It... hurts..."

Seeing that he was acting so seriously, Beryl immediately believed him. "Does the wound hurt? Hold on a little

longer. I'll lift it and take a look."

As she spoke, she carefully unbuttoned her shirt. Just as she was about to take it off, she was stopped by Marcellus.

She thought that he was not feeling well again, so she quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Marcellus motioned to the two people around him. "There are still people here."

Beryl was speechless. "What time is it now? Why do you still care about others? I'll take a look. If it's serious, we'll

have to go to the hospital."

"There's no need to look. It must be very serious."

Beryl was stunned for a moment. Marcellus realized that he had said too much and quickly looked back to make up

for it. "I mean, there's so much oil on it and it hurts so much. I don't even have to look at it to know how miserable

it is."

As he spoke, he took a towel from the table and threw it to the waiter next to him. "Pour it with cold water."

The waiter hurried to the bathroom. "Okay, okay!"

In less than half a minute, the cold towel was brought back. Beryl took it over naturally and lifted a corner of his

shirt to wipe away the grease on the surface for him. However, she did not dare to use too much force, for fear

that the wound would be infected.

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She saw that there was a cut on it. How high was the temperature to heat like this?

After tidying up, the owner of the restaurant heard the news and rushed in a panic. When he saw the red soup all

over the ground, his heart turned cold. " Mr. Perkins, are you all right!"

Marcellus shot him a cold glance and asked, "Do I look fine?"

"No, no! I'll prepare a car for you now and send you to the nearest hospital to deal with it." The boss said as he

called the manager next to him to make arrangements. When he came in and stood in front of Marcellus, his legs

were weak. "Mr. Perkins, I'm sorry. I didn't expect the chef to make such a stupid mistake and hurt you. I deserve to

die!"

As Marcellus listened to the boss' apology, he secretly sized up the busy girl in front of him.

Just as he was about to speak, Beryl suddenly stepped forward and said, "In the catering industry, you even make

such a basic mistake. You can't even guarantee the safety of your guests. You should apologize for this kind of

human error!"

Her voice was not loud, but it was righteous. Her fair and tender face was full of seriousness, and even her big

clear, and innocent eyes were full of vitality.