Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1301 Secret Kiss

Apart from anything else, this face was pure and beautiful enough. Even if she fell asleep now, she was like an

angel, drilling straight into his heart. Marcellus couldn't help but want to hold her tighter.

She was simple and unsophisticated and never bothered to hide her feelings. She only needed a glance to

understand her, and Marcellus wasn't worried at all.

But what about her?

When facing her, could she understand the real her under this layer of skin?

Thinking of this, Marcellus felt inexplicably depressed. It wasn't that he wasn't confident, but he felt that there was a

long way to go.

No matter what, at the very least, he had spent a lot of effort in exchange for a month of time with her. No matter

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what happened in the future, she was now his girlfriend.

That was enough.

Marcellus didn't know how long he had been staring at her face. When he saw her close her eyes, he could identify

every inch of her face.

Before he felt sleepy, he lowered his head and kissed her warm lips.

"Good night, girlfriend."

At 2:30 a.m., late at night, in Dean Lane's office of the Lane's Hospital.

In contrast to the cheerful atmosphere, all the air around here was filled with seriousness and depression.

Evelyn looked at the man sitting next to her, clenching his fists and lowering his head, trying his best to restrain

himself. She raised her hand to touch his left hand, which was cold.

She patted him gently, wanting to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say.

Just a moment ago, Kevin had said something that was hard to accept.

The Sir. Lloyd was getting worse and worse, and his body had reached a stage where it could not be controlled. He

had to take ten times the normal painkiller every day, and there was not much time left.

In less than half a year or a few months, it was a week of a countdown.

Judging from the Sir. Lloyd's physical data and various symptoms of organs, he couldn't hold on for much longer.

But until now, they still couldn't come up with a feasible plan.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but there was nothing he could do.

As a doctor, he was extremely eager to have a way to prolong the life of the Sir. Lloyd. However, no matter how

advanced medical science and excellent medical skills were, life and death were predestined. He had no way to

reverse human genes, so he could only do this.

Both Evelyn and Huston knew this principle, but when faced with someone close to them, they would always

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deceive themselves and think of a way out. It wouldn't be like this.

Now that Evelyn had woken up, Huston didn't want to believe it.

It had been 15 minutes, but he just sat there quietly. If his eyes hadn't been open, people would have thought that

he was asleep.

"Huston, everyone has done their best. Grandpa has also done his best." After hesitating for a long time, Evelyn

could only comfort her with a pale and sad face.

During this period of time, they were all in great pain, but the most painful person was the Sir. Lloyd. Every day

when he woke up, there was an endless infusion and treatment. His arm was swollen because of the infusion, so he

couldn't eat and could only use tubes. However, the old man was clear-minded, and it hurt even more.

Their extravagant hopes were also a kind of pressure and consumption for the old man.

Huston quietly listened to the soft female voice next to his ear. His heart was ice-cold, and he only wanted to smoke

a cigarette to ease the tension.

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