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Chapter 1436 As If She had Never Taken the Initiative Before

This sentence was so sweet that she couldn't help but feel moved. Previously, Beryl couldn't understand why the

girls who were in relationships in her dorm always had bright and happy expression when they talked on the phone

or sent messages.

Now she understood.

When you like someone, every word they say carries a different meaning.

If someone else had said the same words to her, she wouldn't have felt so touched; she would have thought the

person was just being presumptuous.

She was immersed in the sweetness when suddenly, Marcellus called.

Her phone vibrated, startling her. Glancing at the caller ID, she quickly looked at the locked bathroom door.

Although she really wanted to answer, she resisted.

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Talking on the phone in here would definitely be overheard by Wallis.

She had to hold back her inner turmoil and ended the call. Marcellus seemed to understand her situation and didn't

continue to call. Instead, he sent her a disappointed emoji.

Beryl couldn't bear it when she saw that. Even though they had just met during dinner tonight, she still wanted to

hear his voice.

So, risking the danger of being discovered, she put her phone back together and walked out of the bathroom

quietly. She softly called to Wallis, who was already lying on the nearby bed, "Mom, I'm going out to get some hot

water to soak my feet."

Wallis looked up at her, "Isn't there hot water in the thermos?"

"Save that for drinking. I'll go to the water room to get some."

Wallis did not doubt her. "Okay, then come back early. Don't stay up late."

"Got it."

Beryl tiptoed out of the ward, holding her phone, and quickly walked to the water room. The place that she usually

found dark and scary at night was now of no concern to her.

Her first priority was to call Marcellus back.

The phone rang and was picked up in less than two seconds. Marcellus's clear and mellow voice came through the

receiver, sending tingles down her ears. "Hello? Am I not mistaken? You actually called me first?"

Beryl was speechless.

Beryl remained silent for a while, feeling a bit speechless. "I've called you before, you know..."

His words made it sound as if she had never taken the initiative before.

"Oh, I thought you wouldn't answer at this hour," after saying that, Marcellus chuckled, looking thoroughly

delighted. "I didn't expect you to call back."

"Oh, come on, don't say that. When have I ever ignored you..." Even though she knew he was mostly teasing, she

couldn't stand hearing him say such things. "I was in the patient's room earlier, so I went to the water room

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specifically to call you back."

Upon hearing that she was in the water room, Marcellus wrinkled his brows, thinking about the narrow and dim

space there. "Why are you in there?"

"Where else can I go?" She couldn't possibly be in the corridor. It was windy and colder at night.

"How about this? I'll help your dad transfer to Kevin's hospital. The environment there is better, with complete

facilities. You and your mom will have a separate place to rest, and the recovery process will be smoother,"

Marcellus suggested, already eager to arrange it.

Beryl quickly refused, "No need. My family already feels like they owe you a lot. If we transfer him to a private

hospital, my mom definitely won't accept it."

Especially after knowing about her relationship with Marcellus, it would be even more impossible to agree.

Furthermore, her dad's surgery had already been completed, and his recovery was going well. There was no need

to go through more trouble and potentially cause more problems.

Actually, Marcellus was more concerned about her. He had been at the hospital every day, and she wasn't eating or

resting properly. Today, when he saw her, her complexion looked a bit dark.

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