Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1401 Your Sweetness Is Not Enough

After thinking about it for a while, the best way to shut him up was...

She swallowed the remaining crumbs of bread in her mouth, took a sip of hot water, stood up, and leaned closer,

tilting her head to gently kiss the man's thin lips.

The touch was fleeting, almost like an illusion of warmth.

Marcellus was stunned, a little dazed, and a little high.

"You..."

"Thank you," Beryl blushed and couldn't look at him, her big eyes fixated on a small spot on his shirt. "But you really

don't have to go through all this trouble."

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Now Marcellus didn't care about sandwiches or anything else; his whole heart and attention were focused on the

gentle kiss just now. "Did you kiss me?"

Beryl quickly glanced at his handsome face with a bit of disbelief and astonishment. It made her reflect on herself,

how passive she usually was, but just a light touch turned him into this?

But no matter what she thought, she still blushed and nodded, "Yes."

"Damn! Beryl, why did you kiss me?"

Both of them were stunned by the exclamation.

In fact, Marcellus didn't know what he was saying now or what he should say. He just felt the blood in his body

rushing to his brain, feeling particularly excited and agitated.

He had kissed before, even done more ambiguous things, so why was he so indecisive now?

Perhaps he felt his reaction was a bit excessive, so when Beryl called him again, he reached out and touched his

own face, making sure it wasn't just his imagination. Then, he pulled the girl in front of him into his arms.

"What's wrong? Do you think the food I made is not delicious, and you want to sweeten me up this way?"

Beryl's face turned completely red when he exposed her thoughts like that. She stammered and tried to deny it, "I-I

don't think that way at all. I really don't. You're just making wild guesses..."

"You know very well that I'm not making wild guesses, but..." Marcellus deliberately spoke with heavy breaths,

teasing her.

"But what?"

"But your sweetness is not enough."

After saying that, regardless of Beryl's reaction, he directly lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

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Forget about breakfast, sweet words, or anything else—nothing compared to the softness that came between their

lips.

Marcellus's mind was now completely focused on kissing the girl in his arms. He came on strong but controlled his

strength gently, afraid that his rudeness would scare her away.

As for Beryl, she felt her neck being held by him, and all she could sense was his scent in the air.

She felt very relieved and... moved.

This was a feeling that she had never felt before.

Quietly, she tilted her head to endure the man's kiss, her lips taken by him and her breath following his rhythm. She

didn't know how long it had passed and felt a bit dizzy.

When Marcellus naturally put his hand on her shoulder, she came to her senses and immediately grasped his big

hand.

She gasped and pulled back a little. "Don't..."

"Baby..." Marcellus wanted to say something but stopped. The surge of passion in his eyes was so clear.

"No, I can't." Beryl blushed and bit her lip, "I have to go to the hospital to accompany my father, and it will be late."